LINCOLN
“Assalamu alaikum, bitch!” he barked before pushing her against the elevator wall.
With laughter, she cleared her throat and said, “Wa alaikum assalam, Colonel.”
Tahira stood straight and fixed her hijab. “As it happens, Colonel, I have saved your family from a fate much worse than the loss of one.”
“Yes. And, as a matter of fact, I’ve come bearing gifts.”
Lincoln moved closer. “I don’t need gifts from you or the CIA. I just want you to stay the fuck away from my family.”
Tahira pointed a finger at him. “My asset saved your family!” She handed him an envelope and pushed a button for the 1st floor. “This should fill in the blanks.”
The elevator landed on the 1st floor. When the doors parted, the agent stepped off.
Lincoln peeked in the envelope. “What is this?”
“Like I said, it’s a gift. But, Colonel, my gift comes with conditions. The conditions are also in the envelope.”
“Hate that woman!” Lincoln seethed as the doors closed.