A Dead Djinn in Cairo (Dead Djinn Universe, #0.1)

by P. Djèlí Clark

And her father always said if people were going to stare, you should give them a show.

First unwritten rule of investigation—when in need of information, make sure you flatter your source.

“Djinn once worshipped their own gods, Investigator, old beings that dwelled beyond the Kaf in cold and dark worlds. Do you not see them here? Rising from that darkness?”

“Because He wants me to,” Maker replied plainly. He extended his arms. “Look upon your world. So despoiled, so wanting. You are disobedient. Arrogant. You squabble. You war. This is not what He wanted. This is not what He created. He is perfect, and could not have made such imperfection. This is your doing. Your corruption.