Raging Storm {book 2 in SOSfanfic series} [ON HOLD]

Goddamned Dancing

Because everything is fair in love and war. ;)
My last update till June. Patience is a virtue, ifrits.
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Koeyla came back from her scout. She shook her head as she was nearing the hut in which Mr. Ambrose and Karim were waiting for her to bring back news. It was the first time when Mr. Ambrose had listened to Karim when he suggested that Mr. Ambrose should not barge inside the place. Karim was surprised, he had not expected Mr. Ambrose to listen to him. That was until he saw a quiver run through his employers hands. Then Mr. Ambrose had stuffed his fists into his pockets and paced a hole into the first floor until Koeyla came back.

"I saw commotion. Someone is missing." She spoke urgently as soon as both the men could hear her.

Mr. Ambrose visibly relaxed. Karim let out a breath he didn't know that he was holding.

"Back to the hotel." Mr. Ambrose snapped and no one dared object, not that anyone waned to. If anyone would know where she was right now, it would be him.

Mr. Ambrose didn't care to spend the top price to hail the fastest cab which could the three to the Luxor Hotel.

The three of them burst into the honeymoon suite. It was empty. Karim watched Mr. Ambrose frantically check every room and corner. He returned to the main door, eyes unfocused.

"But she's not here." He murmured.

At the exact same second, a pile of dark clothes and dust fell over the balcony railing and collapsed at the edge of the corridors. A muffled hoarse voice was emitted from the rag pile, "oh no Reyna. You're going to be damned if you take the civilised entrance. By all means, break your other ankle too. What in the world is stopping you?"

There was pin drop silence as the three people and a thing stared at each other. Everyone was still as a statue. Then with the voice that reminded Karim of two icebergs colliding, Mr. Ambrose spoke up,"Other ankle?"

Reyna grinned up at Mr. Ambrose the way a sinner grins as he's about to strip in front of the church choir. "Well hullo there darling. How about that kiss now?"