<div class="floatleft">(https://www.albawaba.com/sites/default/files/im/Entertainment_English_2017/Yasmine_Sabri_has_a_beautiful_face_-_Instagram.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>SYSSIAH BINT KALISH EZAB | 24 | DILETTANTE</strong></span><hr/><br/><hr/>Syssiah's gorgeous face couldn't hide the surprise and tension all this agitation and police work had on her. Her mind first wandered back at the days when she met Father Prescott, and the nature of his.. teachings. How he, for hours, trained her in oral skills that weren't only for eloquence. How he had her on her knees, hands bound, and made her discover how sexually submissive she was. She was quite young at this time, but some memories were very vivid still.<br/><br/>She would have blushed when the chief inspector and the famous investigator Poirot made their entrace and began explaining things and questionning people. What the hell was happening was unknown to her, but the fact that her travel had maybe been in pure lost, that some criminal arson and murders were talked about, and finally that strange, overwhelming feeling about her father. Syssiah fainted a bit, and crumbled into a chair, dizzy with anxiety and vertigo, calling up for Marta.<br/><br/>"I.. I don' t feel so good... Excuse me a moment..." but she had to know, and her dark beautiful gaze searched the small belgium man's, in order to get answers about those men who reminded her of her father.