Excerpt from my latest manuscript, "To be a God," set during a years-long drought in a desert empire, where rivers are fought over and water is worth more than gold.
A jinn stole your wife. What would you do?
There was a man and a woman, married for years who were wise to believe in the evil eye. They knew spirits that were made of smoke, not flesh, roamed the earth, looking for ways to cause mischief.
Chapter 48 of the book I am writing.