“I’m working on something that concerns the Chatsfield family,” Sophie said finally.

“Clearly not something they would be very happy about.”

“Well, probably not. But I can see you’re not one of their fans. It would please you to know that I’m not a big fan of the Chatsfield family either. And I don’t think they necessarily deserve the somewhat pristine public reputation they seem to have cultivated recently.”

“So what is it you’re after?” asked Sheikh Zayn Al-Ahmar.

“A scandal.”

“Of course, I should’ve known you were after a scandal. What good reporter isn’t?” Unfortunately, she was very close to a scandal. One that would involve his family, his sister. One that was simply unacceptable to have out in the open.

“Well, exactly.”

“And you know that I’m not James’s biggest fan?”

“Well, clearly not. As he seems to have gotten himself involved with your sister.”

And just like that he realized that whatever else she knew, she knew too much. With an entire newspaper to back her, she would be relaying this information to interested parties, who would likely do much more digging than he would want done.

“Yes indeed.” And just like that, he realized he had made his decision. He leaned forward and pressed the intercom button on the partition between the backseat and the front seat. “We are not going back to the hotel. We will be going straight to the airport.”