Rachmaninov
Copyright© 2019 by Harry Carton
Chapter 4
Near In Guezzam, Algeria
The desert on the Niger – Algeria border was a dry, dusty place. The twenty men who lived at the training camp directly west of the small oasis of In Guezzam were relaxing after a rehearsal of the placing of a bomb. It was a terrible rehearsal ... nobody got their jobs right, on either the Team of the Prophet or the Team of The Rivers. One bomb exploded too early, one not at all – all ‘explosions’ were fake, of course. Any real explosion would obliterate the camp and everyone in it. Training in the middle of a desert for a mission that was to take place in the middle of an ocean was less than ideal.
Bin Salaam looked at his two lieutenants: Ali Rostum and Mos Urel. All three, of course, were noms de guerre, pseudonyms adopted for the duration of ‘the war.’
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