He blocked my path and folded his arms across his broad chest. And then waited. “Remove yourself from my way,” I said through gritted teeth. “You’re going to have to trust me,” he said with a coaxing smile. I narrowed my gaze. “Do you want to see Khan el-Khalili, or don’t you?” Some of his anger had melted off him, and amusement curled at the edge of his mouth, a secret waiting to be told. His easy manner only inflamed my distrust. I felt as if he were handling me again. Accommodating me only until an opportunity presented itself. My guard remained. “Of course I do.” Mr. Hayes tilted his head
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