Faisal grinned, already typing fast on his laptop. “I am way ahead of you… lover boy.” He winked at Doc. “Oh. Oh, hell no.” Doc shook his head, grimacing. “He’s so not the lover boy. Have you seen him?” He shuddered, looking Adam up and down. “He’s so… broody and cavemanish. So dour and dejected.” His fingers waggled, waving Adam away. “He’s no lover boy.” “You do not know habibi as I do.” Faisal kept typing, folders and files and online bridges opening up in cascading windows on the flat-screen. “He is an amazing ‘lover boy’.” A final series of keystrokes, an execution string, and his scrape
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