by Nadia Djamila

“The Agency’s had a big month. We’ve purchased the condo next door, and the one across the hall, and actually almost all of the units on this floor.” 

Noor, slicing cheese and fruit, paused.

“I didn’t know the O’Malley’s were selling.”

“They weren’t,” Isla said, flashing her one-hundred-percent veneer smile. “But our offer was absurd. They couldn’t say no.”