Chapter Forty-Five End of October

Deep inside of Teheran sits the parliamentary building used by the Iranian Ministry, the tallest building in the capital city. Its views assure the citizenry that they can always be observed. On the very top floor is the conference room, a square space of twenty by twenty meters. With the drapes fully open, the warm sunlight provides a pleasant atmosphere in the room. The conference table is large enough to accommodate twelve chairs. Lately, however, there have only been six chairs set up for the council.

Ayatollah Fadil Ahmajid enters and looks at the cluster of five council members standing together, waiting for him to appear. Only Jibril Atwan is absent. “Everyone take a seat. We have matters to attend to.” They quickly do his bidding.

Looking at his notes, the Supreme Leader hesitates a moment to allow excitement to build within the room. Finally he announces, “Our current missile testing demonstrates that we now have the capability of delivering missiles to the entire European continent. In six months, we’ll have sufficient enriched uranium to build twelve nuclear warheads. This will satisfy our needs to take over all of the Middle East and the European continent, as well.

“Jibril has just recently made a purchase from inside Russia which strengthens our position even more. We now have the nuclear materials to make the newly designed Shahab missiles more effective when fired from our Kilos. We will take the war to the Americans, when everything is finally tested and we are satisfied they work. In two more months, the Russians will have the last two Kilos we purchased ready to deliver. Each of our six Kilos will have two of these new missiles to bring to the Jews and the Great Satan.”

Council member Ayatollah Mansour Hassan is the first to speak. “What’s the proposed timetable to deliver all of this destruction?”