Resolved by Robert K. Tanenbaum

Author:Robert K. Tanenbaum
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Ciampi, Karp, Butch (Fictitious character), New York (N.Y.), Legal, General, Suspense, Public prosecutors, Thrillers, Fiction, Marlene (Fictitious character)
ISBN: 9780743475891
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2003-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Felix was attending a council of war. The little shithead actually called it that, a council of war, when he told Felix he had to be there. It was held in the dining room of the Queens house. Rashid sat at the head of the dining room table, with an easel and a chalk-board behind him, flanked by Carlos and Felípe (or whatever their real names were), and the other seats at the table and some folding chairs arranged in a couple of rows were all filled with young men that Felix didn’t know. There were fourteen people including him, and none of them was speaking English. They were drinking mint tea, which Felix thought was wacked on a scorching August day; he wanted a beer himself, but Rashid had said no beer, so he had got himself a liter bottle of Mountain Dew. Felix had no idea that Rashid was running so extensive an operation.

After about twenty minutes of this yakking, Rashid rapped sharply on the table with his teaspoon. Somewhat to Felix’s surprise, he spoke in English. He explained that since they all spoke different dialects of Arabic, and some did not speak Arabic at all—here a number of men glanced at Felix—he would speak in English, their one common tongue.

In English he spoke and it went on for some time. Rashid hit all the points in the fanatics’ handbook: oppressed peoples, revolutionary vanguard, imperialistic lackeys, Zionist murderers, world Jewish conspiracy, lie of the Holocaust, bourgeois materialism, spiritual growth through violence, striking a blow in the Zionist-imperialist center, history is with us, my brothers. At the end there was applause, rather more polite than fervent. Felix wondered why there wasn’t more God talk. The Muslims in jail were always on you about Allah this and Allah that and the Koran, but not these guys, or anyway, not Rashid. Maybe a different kind of Arab, not that he gave a shit himself.

Rashid was now at the chalkboard talking about the great blow, and here Felix’s interest perked up. He had been wanting to know what all that high explosive was for and here it was: a plan to simultaneously truck bomb the four tunnels leading into Manhattan. Rashid assigned the various terrorists to different teams. One man in each team would drive the truck, another would drive a motorcycle, on which the driver and he could make their escape. Felix noted with interest that these were not the suicide type of Arab. Another team member would be responsible for driving the car to which the bombers would transfer after ditching the motorcycle. The two fake-Spanish guys, Carlos and Felípe, would be responsible for assembling the bombs, which would be packed into septic tank pumper trucks. Two young men, one thin and one fat, Omar and Fuad, were introduced as technical support for the two fake Spaniards, although to Felix they looked more like a pair of goofy high school kids than hardened terrorists. Rashid explained that a small septic tank service firm had been acquired for that purpose.

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