'Who do you think typed it, father?' asked Mohammed, my twelve-year-old brother.
'i don't know. The police think that I typed it myself.'
'Where did you take the parcel?' asked Amira.
'The note asked me to take it to an address in Dubai, to the brother of Sheikh Bin Salem's wife in Dubai. When I got there, i went into the house. i met a tall man there. i thought that he was the brother. We drank coffee. We talked for a few minutes and I gave him the parcel. Then i left.'
'Wasn't. he her brother?' asked Ibrahim.
'No. Later. much later, the police told me that be buys and sells stolen jewellery. They were already watching him. Then they saw me arrive, get out of the car with the parcel and go into his house. When i left, they arested me. the driver, and the tall man.'