Chapter 34

Ali’s heart was about to burst out of his throat.

How did things get so bad? He had been sitting, carefully paying attention to every word. He trawled through all of his English memories to piece together what these Important People were saying—like fitting together a puzzle. In truth, he had put into this more effort than all of his English lessons back home.

In the middle of this talk, something changed. The author with half a headphone set on his ear had thrown some strange looks towards another author—a man with greying hair who looked almost like Cousin Sayid. Indeed, there was much about him—the slightly greying hair, the way he wore his beard—that made Ali think that this man, Julio Vasquez, could have been related to Cousin Sayid in some way. Of course, this was impossible. But the similarities were quite uncanny.

Then, chaos.

Julio Vasquez became upset and stormed out from the panel, and the crowd went into an uproar. This was nothing new—Zhabai also had such moments o