“Tonight the river was calm and silvery. Wood boats anchored in the shallows tapped against each other, making a hollow sound. Seymour cradled his H&K carbine and stood in the shadows of an abandoned boathouse near Abu Nawas Street, keeping watch on the river. The earthen banks were a jungle of reeds and untended trees, perfect cover for tonight. Hearing a rustle, he stepped back against the boathouse, his dark clothes and kaffiyeh blending into the shadow. He peered left, toward the street, whi...ch was above him here. His wife, Zahra, was hurrying down the slope, her abaya flowing. She covered her blue eyes with dark contact lenses, vanished under black cloth, and went out to do business with insurgents and terrorists under the nom de guerre Fatima. “Any problems?” Zahra cradled a customized Ruger 9-mm semiautomatic pistol against her body. It was a blocky weapon, but she said she liked its ruggedness, strength, and reliability. “None. Where are we with your arrangements?” As they continued to wait by the river, Zahra told him about the Sunni leader of a network of sectarian death squads who was going to complete missions tomorrow.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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