A Master of Djinn (Dead Djinn Universe, #1)

by P. Djèlí Clark

Fatma had heard enough. Should have known the kid wouldn’t be an honest broker, not with all the wallahis he threw around. Anybody who swore to God that habitually couldn’t be trusted.

“Unlike the young,” Khalid continued, “I know the difference between what I want, what I need, and what might just kill me.

“Rich people always have enemies. Usually, that’s how they became rich.”