Carrera held the thought fora moment, searching for an answer that was almost at his fingertips. Foolish Brother, do you think you can do any good? What do we do then, O wise Brother? Bashir asked quietly but sarcastically. Others disappeared into caves, emerging in moments carryinglarge wooden beams and posts. He'd made arrangements for a local companyto provide a delivery service.
In between, flush with the main deck, two boxes were built, each just large enough for a two manmachine gun crew. The mujahadin guards watching the ford had seennothing amiss in twenty-one riders, looking for all the world like their comrades, coming up frombehind. Feeling distinctly uneasy—after all, it was not so long ago he'd been given the choice of accepting Islamor having his throat cut—Ashraf sat. Trust me, Uncle; women can tell.
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