Snippet #2200256

"Just thinking about me, hm?" Regina said. "Of course you were. Well, I was just thinking of someone, too. I'm sure you've heard of one Abd al Aziz? Well, I was talking to Granny the other day, and she made reference to a certain payment she had to make to him. Same thing with Aamir, and Tom Clark. And here I was thinking that you owned this town." she smirked at him and cocked her head in that annoying way that seemed to assert so much authority. "And as I was marveling at that little surprise, I realized - I don't know who Fadi is... or was. And since you're so savvy at figuring things out, I thought I'd make a deal with you." She leaned over the counter. "I want you to find out who that man was, and I want you to stop him from running this town."

Fadi walked down the street towards the apartments. He formulated what he was going to say in his mind. He had to make a positive impression on this woman, or the whole thing was useless. He rehearsed his smile and friendly demeanor until he came to the door of Mary Margaret's apartment. Then he knocked and stepped back. He knew that Emma was staying here, and he just hoped she was home.