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"Yes, of course, forgive me I know you must be disoriented, and confused, but please, with your cooperation and patience this uess you could say I'm disoriented and confused OneI know I'hts! Just what the hell is going on?" Sara had to concentrate on her anger to keep the rising panic in check

"Please calm yourself and I will explain Your presence here does present a few problemsbut first let me introduce myself I am Prince Rashid al-Amahl, first in line to the throne of Faradahd, which is where you are now"

"I never heard of it Is this some kind of joke? Because if it is, it's not funny"

Rashid ignored her question and went on, "We are a s to ree"

"Is this the Middle East? A? Oh God, tell me this is a joke" Desperation crept into her voice

Rashid took a step towards her "No, it is not a joke,but you are not a hostage, so there is no need to fear You will be well cared for No harestured to the floor cushions, " sit down"

Her thoughts in turmoil, Sara sank to one of the soft cushions She pleaded, "Just tell me why I am here in "

"Faradahd" he supplied

" in Faradahd"

"Very well, I will try" He sat across from her "My family owns a casino in Atlantic City, New Jersey My uncle ht? We were there just a week ago"

Rashid nodded, "Yes, that is when my uncle saw you"

Sara kneaded her brow "I rememberthere was a fat mandressed like youhe said he owned the place and he bought us a bottle of chanehe sat at our table "

"That ht you here"

"No, it was another rabbed ed methat's all I remember until I woke up in there" She pointed to the bedroom

"He may not have been the one to actually do the deed, but ave the order for it"