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to her. Both Tilila and Jaffe glanced at him looking like skittish cats.
    “Relax,” Devdan said. “I’m not going to shoot you.”
    “Glad to see you’ve changed your mind about that,” Jaffe replied.
    “Don’t get it wrong. I said I’m not going to. I still want to and will if you give me enough reason for it and no one is there to stop me,” Devdan said.
    Bastet glanced at him out the corner of her eyes in warning before focusing all her attention on Tilila again.
    “I thought you said this was us coming together to figure out how we’re going to find Tsubame,” Devdan said to Bastet. “It looks like all we’re doing is standing around.”
    “We already know where she is,” Bastet replied. “That’s no secret. I said how we’re going to get to her.”
    Devdan raised an eyebrow and Bastet threw his phone at him. “You might want to catch up on the news from the past couple of days.”
    Devdan simply typed in Fathi’s name along with Nadiyyah, the name Tsubame used in public for now, and after reading the first result, he had an idea of what had been going on in the last few days since he was shot.
    “She certainly knows how to start swinging the tide in her favor, even when the odds are stacked against her. She got the feminist movement on her side in just a week and a half?” Devdan asked.
    “Underground blogs and websites have been curious about her since she showed up at Fathi’s feet in the first pictures, even though mainstream media hasn’t cared until she was accused of killing the man, put out most of his army, and has fortified her city against the forces trying to come against her,” Tilila replied.
    “And now that the army is split with the better half allying with Fathi’s opponents, what does the council expect to happen next?” Devdan asked.
    “Either the army is going to sit tight and wait until Tsubame runs out of supplies and surrenders or they’re going to see her as an easy target, storm her stronghold and take over,” Bastet explained.
    “What’s the more likely scenario?”
    “Considering that I doubt her opponents are patient enough to wait out months for Tsubame to run out of supplies, not to mention I doubt Tsubame could ever run out of supplies if she wanted to stay that long and tire the army out, the latter is the more plausible scenario.”
    “And what do you think Tsubame’s going to do?” Devdan asked, because while they could predict pretty well what the rebels against Tsubame and the dissenting army was going to do, Tsubame was the wild card.
    “That’s the million dollar question isn’t it?” Bastet asked. “It’s hard to know what Tsubame’s process is.”
    “And the council?” Devdan continued.
    “They want to let this take it’s natural course, not get involved but they’re having a hard time convincing the Russian Clan that’s the best route.”
    Of course they would. The Russian Clan was nursing one hell of a vendetta against the woman who interfered with their original plans to wipe out Fathi’s regime and Devdan didn’t have to ask Bastet what she thought they were going to do. They were likely going to fund the army growing against the woman and help them defeat her. Bastet nodded her head at him to signal that he was thinking in the right direction.
    “And what are we going to do in the midst of all this?”
    “Change your mind?” Bastet asked.
    “No, but whether I want to or not, you’re going. I’m not letting you go into hostile territory alone,” Devdan replied. “So what’s the plan?”
    “It’s obvious isn’t it?” Irvin asked as he entered the room from behind Devdan. “We take advantage of the inevitable chaos, find Tsubame and save MaLeila.”
    Though Devdan hadn’t looked, he had both felt and seen the pale dark haired boy approach on the edge of his senses. Despite the fact that Irvin had proven that he had no malicious intention towards MaLeila and by proxy him and Bastet, Devdan still couldn’t help