Red Sands by William C. Dietz

Author:William C. Dietz [C. Dietz, William]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-11-07T18:30:00+00:00

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Zahedan military base, southeastern Iran

The Zahedan Airbase was located in the city of Zahedan, fifteen miles from the Pakistani border. It was manned with elements of the Iranian Revolutionary Guard Crops Air Force, as well as an army battalion, under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Naasif el-Bagheri. He stood in a circle of light with feet apart and hands clasped behind his back.

Okada was seated on a wooden stool. Her eyes were lowered and she was crying. Women are weak, the scientist thought. That’s what this pot-bellied asshole believes. And that could break my way.

“Your name is Susan Okada,” el-Bagheri said, in heavily accented English. “You have a doctorate in applied physics. You are, or were, a member of an American special operations group called Strike Team 3. They’re dead you know … All your comrades are dead. So, you might as well tell us everything there is to know about the plan to steal Iran’s nuclear weapons.”

Okada couldn’t see them but knew cameras were on her, recording every word she said. Would the footage be used for propaganda purposes? Of course it would. That meant she had to weigh each word. It was obvious that Jafari had given her up. One more reason to kill the bastard.

Okada sniffed and wiped her nose with a sleeve. “I am a foreign national who was abducted by an Iranian citizen named Ahura Jafari. I was being held for ransom when your men arrested me. I want a lawyer.”

A sergeant stepped into the circle of light, pulled his arm back, and slapped her. The force of the blow knocked Okada off the stool and onto the cement floor.

Okada lay sobbing on cold concrete, determined to stretch the moment out for as long as possible, when rough hands jerked her upwards. “You lie,” el-Bagheri said, as Okada was forced to sit on the stool. “Tell me about the role the Israelis played in stealing the bombs.”

“What bombs?” Okada inquired.

The sergeant slapped her again. And so it went until el-Bagheri grew bored and sent Okada back to her cell. It was small, cold, and furnished with nothing more than a pail to poop in. It felt good to lay on the bare mattress. Were the rest of them truly dead? Okada feared that they were. This time the sobs were real.

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