Chapter 283

“Where are my wife and daughter?” Sohrab demanded, his voice rising. The veins in his neck bulged with rage. “You promised me they would be safe. You promised me they would be here!”

“Don’t worry about them,” Farah said, waving her hand dismissively. “They’re fine. I have them hidden away in a safe location. But right now, we need to focus on Roshanay. Kill Roshanay. Let me see her dead body and I’ll hand them over to you.” Her voice was smooth, manipulative, designed to redirect his anger.

Sohrab’s eyes flickered with a dangerous light. He didn’t trust Farah, not completely. But he needed her, needed her resources and her influence. And more than anything, he needed to see Roshanay dead. The thought of her death consumed him, driving out all other considerations.

“Fine,” he said, his voice cold. “Let’s go. We need to find Roshanay before Moosa takes her away.”

Farah nodded and they both stepped out of the room full of dead bodies and began to search through