The five members of the Guardian Council sit down for their meeting. In the silence, one could hear a pin drop. Each one looking solemn, no one wants to be the first to speak about what’s on all their minds: what might have happened to Atwan.
Finally, Farook speaks. “Well what does our esteemed president have to say about losing Jibril, Fadil?”
Evading the question, Ahmajid replies, “Hezbollah has no answer for us as to how he drowned. There were no signs of foul play when they found him.”
“Fadil, I may be an Imam but I am not totally ignorant to the ways of the world,” Farook bristles. “Jibril wasn’t in the habit of going swimming with his clothes on. As a matter of fact, I happen to know that Jibril hated swimming. Either we have a traitor within Hezbollah or a major assassination by the Israelis.”
“Unfortunately, we can never know what really happened,” Ahmajid replies with a fatalistic shrug. “We do have some reports from Jibril, but he was extremely cautious making contact.
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