Chapter 5

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Fatima: You and my dad.

Zac: Just business.

Fatima: Is that why you were in D.C? He sent you to me that day?

Zac: What? No! I remember him when they roughed me up that day but when I got a call for business, I didn't know it was him until I saw him.

Fatima: Okay. You can leave now, I need to lock up.

Zac: Stop that, I'm not your father, don't talk to me like that.

Fatima: You spend some small time with my father and you think you know me. Leave!

Zac: What is your problem? You never acted like this that night.

Fatima: I've always been like this, I was sweet because I needed a nut.

Zac: This must be about your daughter.

Fatima: Don't do that. You don't know her or me, keep her out your mouth.

Zac: You did research on me and I did research on you. I know about Ian and your relationship and how your daughter was taken away from you at the hospital. Your mom signed off on that after you had birth complications.

Fatima: Please stop!

Zac: You want her to know her mom right? Come with me right now and you can officially introduce yourself.

Fatima: What do you mean?

Zac: I can take you to her. I know where she is. She's been sneaking out when her parents sleep. For a 7 year old she is troublesome and is going through things you and I don't know. So if you want to talk to her then come with me.

Fatima: I don't trust you.

Zac: Fine. She goes to the park opposite your hospital. Be there or not, that's up to you.

With that said Zac left her. Fatima sat in her thoughts as she watched the time move fast till it hit 10:30pm. She got out of her shop and drove to the park. She sat in her car looking if she'll spot her but she wasn't there. Time moved to 11:15pm and Naila was approaching the park on her bike. She sat on the swing and looked at the stars. Fatima got out of her car and went to her.

Fatima: Shouldn't you be home and in bed?

Naila: You scared me.

Fatima: it's not safe for a child to be out here at this time, where are your parents.

Naila: At home. Are you following me?

Fatima: I work at that hospital remember? Why are you here alone?

Naila: It's none of your business.

Fatima: Watch how you talk to grown ups. You're 7 years old and you should be home.

Naila: You don't know me.

Fatima: I know. Why are you here though?

Naila: I said it's none of your business.

Fatima: Let me take you home.

Naila: I know how to get home. I come here everyday.

Fatima: Them we'll sit here together. It's not safe.

Naila: Lady, I know how to take care of myself. Please leave me alone.

Fatima: Do you need something to eat?

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