Prayers for the Assassin by Robert Ferrigno

Author:Robert Ferrigno [Ferrigno, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Muslims - United States, Religion, Islam - United States, General, United States, Science Fiction, Islamic countries, Muslims, Suspense, Thrillers, Fiction, Islam
ISBN: 9780743272896
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2006-02-07T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 31

Before dawn prayers

Rakkim got back into the car, soaked, water dripping off his goatee. “You have a choice.”

Sarah looked out through the windows. The men surrounded the car, axes and clubs resting on their shoulders.

“You can stay here with the squatters—”

“No.”

Rakkim held up a hand. “They owe me a debt. You’ll be safe. If my plan for the assassin works out, I’ll come back for you. If it doesn’t…they’ll get you back to the city.”

“Why not have them help you kill him?”

“It’s my responsibility.”

Sarah’s eyes glinted in the red lights of the instrument panel. “Mine too.”

Rakkim started the car. Switched on the lights. The men had disappeared back into the darkness.

“What have you got planned?”

Rakkim kept his eyes on the road. It was raining harder now, and he had to keep his speed to thirty-five. He took an abrupt right turn onto a single-lane cutoff, one of the many unmarked roads. Lightning flashed at the base of the nearby mountains, a photo flash of the bad road. “You ever heard of the term werewolves?”

“Horror movies from before the transition. Full moon, hair and fangs—”

“Not that kind. Those werewolves are made up. The ones I’m talking about are real.” The headlights barely illuminated the darkness, the wipers making little headway. “Werewolves…that’s what the squatters call the ultraviolent predators who live out here. Packs of drug maniacs, rapists, and thrill killers—”

“Why haven’t I ever heard of them?”

“There’s plenty you haven’t heard of. A week ago I thought the Zionist Betrayal was a historical fact.”

“Why doesn’t the government send the army in to wipe them out? The squatters aren’t a danger to the public, but these werewolves sound—”

“The government uses the werewolves. Look around. You think any good Muslims are on this road? Any good Catholics? This is a free-fire zone. The only people passing through are smugglers on their way into the capital, and Jews and apostates on their way out. The werewolves intercept them and loot the vehicles. They ransom the survivors or turn them over to the Black Robes.” His fingers tightened on the wheel. “Sometimes they don’t bother.”

“So what are we doing here?”

“The werewolves move around so their presence doesn’t become well-known. The squatters told me there’s a nest of them about ten miles down this road.”

The wind whipped tree branches overhead, scraping the roof and sides of the car. “You expect the werewolves to kill the assassin?”

“Something like that.”

“They won’t kill us? You can talk to them?”

Rakkim laughed. “No, I can’t talk to them. I know how to use them though.” His hair was still dripping. He wiped his face with his forearm. “Last year I was doing a run. Family needed to flee to Canada. Muslim family, two kids, an eight-year-old daughter and a fifteen-year-old boy. The son was gay. Nobody’s business, but they had a neighbor…Maybe they didn’t cut the grass short enough, or maybe the daughter listened to music. For whatever reason, the neighbor went to the local imam. The family didn’t wait for the edict.

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