Kelly hasn't stopped looking at me for a while. For the fourth time I drank from my coffee cup. If her huge green eyes wanted to intimidate me, she was succeeding. I took a deep breath, avoiding that curious little look.

Sometimes, in fact almost always, his smile drawing mischievously in my direction. Did you suspect that I slept with Ismail? Shit, my face wasn't that obvious. Or if?

Maybe I was rushing, exaggerating. Kelly wasn't a fortune teller or a witch to know everything. Well… she was m