The Muslim Criminal

Chapter 33 - No one told me!

I glare at the two in front of me who seem very nervous and scared. They fidget uncomfortably at my stares but I don't stop.

I can't believe I'm finding this out today, of all days I find out on the day. Lemme explain.

"So from today on it's a break from school?"
"Yep"
"So what do you normally do on a break?"
"I either go to Adams house to hang out of go to our beach house"
"We have another house?"
"Yeah"
"And you go there alone?"
"No, Alex sometimes comes with me"

"So it's you two alone?"
"No there's other workers there as well"
"I wanna see it"
"You wanna go there?"
"Yeah"

"Awesome. It's going to be cool hanging out with someone there"
"You're normally on your own?"
"Yeah, but now I'm going to have you. So it's a secluded area but there's a small town nearby"
"How far is it?"
"Quite far, we'll be going on the private jet to get there"
"Erm Ibrahim lets not go. I mean dad will probably give me a ton of work to do this break since I have more time" I make an excuse.
"Lets just ask him, you ask him if you can have this break off. Come on"

I expected Nuh to keep me back but like always this fuckin- you know what he's not worth my swearing. So anyways now I have no excuse. I decide to call Chief and explain to him what's going on but recently he's been doing the opposite of what I want him to. Instead of agreeing with me he told me to go and have fun. Relax and enjoy, is he messed? Urgh, he's been frustrating me so much. I know he has my best interests at heart but it just doesn't seem that way.

If I'm going to go then I will still be aware of what Nuh is doing. I walk into my walk in closet and find my duffel bag. I got it when I was shopping with Ashley

I take out the cameras and fix one up in my room and sync it to my phone making sure it works. Now to do the other rooms.

I fixed one camera in the library, one in Ibrahim's room, one in his office room. It's hard to put cameras up sneakily when he's in the same building.

"Ibby, I'm going to go to Chief for sometime to say bye. I'll pack when I come back. Won't be long"
"Ok, and don't call me Ibby!" He shouts making me laugh.

I leave to go to his office, since the workers know I'm his daughter and PA they don't question my arrival. I take some extra papers from my desk and quickly set up the camera then leave again.

"Dad I forgot to give you these papers I'm not sure if they're important"
"Ok. Now go pack, have fun at the beach house" he smiles.

Prick!!!

I pack my clothes and me and Ibrahim leave with Alex.

"Woah I've never been on a plane before" I state.
"Get used to it. We're going to be here for a while" he says plugging his ear phones in. I take one out and place it on my scarf next to my ear. After listening to the foul music I quickly take it away and whack the back of his head.
"Hey! What was that for!"
"You are not listening to this crap" I say sternly.
"Come on sis. It's not that bad"
"Ibrahim Hassan Ali! You will listen to me and not listen to this music. It's haraam, I'm saying it for your benefit not mine!"
"Fine" he huffs. "How did you know my middle name?" He asks
I shrug "Amira told me"

He makes a disgusted face making me grin. The plane ride wasn't so bad, I did get scared when we hit turbulence though.

We arrive at the beach house and it looks awesome. So cosy yet refined.