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“Don’t worry,” Skutter said, “we’re leaving it here.”
Within two hours the charges would all be disabled and the tunnel would be checked then double-checked to make sure. Then Skutter could call and report.
WHILE THE DEMOLITION man was snipping the wires on the first explosive package, Hanley was phoning Cabrillo on the Akbar.
“That’s what we’ve got, boss,” he said after he finished filling Cabrillo in on the plan they had come up with. “It’s crude, I’ll admit.”
“Have you spoken to Kasim yet?” Cabrillo asked.
“I wanted you to clear it first.”
“I’m with it,” Cabrillo said. “Why don’t you fax me everything you have so I can brief the CIA man. Meanwhile, I’ll call Kasim and report what we came up with.”
“I’ll send it now.”
“YOU’LL NEED TO move fast,” Cabrillo explained to Kasim. “Shift change is at two a.m.”
“What about any explosives?” Kasim asked.
“The CIA man who’s delivering Abraham’s Stone will have a dozen chemical sniffers. Have the rest of the men in your team spread out and search while you do the switch.”
“Okay,” Kasim said.
“You have an hour and forty minutes for you and your team to make your way to the Great Mosque, observe the guards so you understand the procedures, then find the incoming guards, disable them and take their places. Can you do it?”
“It would seem we have no choice.”
“This is all riding on you, Hali,” Cabrillo said.
“I won’t let you or my religion down,” Kasim said.
“I’ll finish briefing the CIA agent and send him on his way,” Cabrillo said. “There’s a car and driver waiting to take him to Mecca as we speak. He’ll enter the Great Mosque at ten minutes after two if he doesn’t hear gunfire.”
“We’ll be there,” Kasim said.
The telephone went dead, and Kasim turned to his team. “Listen up,” he said, “we have our orders.”
CABRILLO TOOK THE sheets from the fax and quickly briefed the CIA agent. Once that was done, he boarded the shore boat with the agent for the ride across the water to the port of Jeddah. It was a pleasant night, seventy-five degrees with almost no breeze. The moon was waning and cast a pale glow on the water as the boat skimmed across the placid sea.
The lights of the Akbar faded and the ones of Jeddah loomed larger.
AS SOON AS the Pepsi truck pulled up by the dune and honked, Perkins and the other two men in hiding peered over the dune, waited until there was no traffic coming down the road, then made their way to the road. Perkins’s knee was heavily swollen and one of the men supported him as the other approached the truck.
“You here for us?” the man asked the driver.
“Hurry up and get in,” the driver said, reaching across the cab and opening the passenger door.
Once the three men were situated, the driver spun around in a U-turn, then headed toward the lights of Mecca. Skirting the main part of the city on an expressway, he was two miles down the road to Jeddah before he spoke.
“You guys like the Eagles?” he asked as he slid a CD into the player.
The first cut on Hotel California began to play as they drove through the night.
AS SOON AS the shore boat reached land, the CIA agent climbed off and raced to a waiting Chevrolet Suburban. A minute later the Suburban spun off, throwing gravel from the rear tires as he raced away.
“What now brown cow?” one of the Florida mechanics who was piloting the shore boat asked.
“Now we back off and wait for a Pepsi truck,” Cabrillo said.
