Chapter Five Recruits Will Travel

“So, how do our new recruits look?” Atwan asks the party to whom he speaks on the phone.

“Everything appears to be what we expect it to be. Nothing out of the ordinary. Nor are we are getting any word of them mentioning anything,” answers the caller.

“Good. Set their pick-ups in motion. Everything according to plan,” says Atwan, the man with the Supreme Leader’s ear. “Notify me when they have completed their training sessions, before they officially begin their assignments. I will wish to speak with them again.”

The phone rings four times before the sleeping Muhammad Abdullah wakes to answer it.
“Who is calling at this hour?” is all Abdullah can think to ask.

“You need to get used to the unexpected on your new assignment, Muhammad,” the caller says. “Tomorrow you must prepare to leave. Be ready to be picked up at 0200 the following morning. Pack enough clothing and toiletries for one week. The rest will be provided for you. A green jeep with a driver and a relief driver will take you to your first assignment,” continues the anonymous voice. “Be standing outside of your apartment. Don’t make them wait.”

“Can I ask where I will be going?”

“No, you cannot. Nor will you know when you arrive. Do not be late for the pick-up.” The phone line goes dead.

Relief driver? Where the hell are they taking me?

Within the next fifteen minutes, both Kamil Hussein and Hamid Dakham receive similar phone calls. They are told to be ready at 0400 hours the following night, that a red station wagon will be picking them up, Hussein first, Dakham ten minutes later. The caller emphasizes that they should not be late.