This, Jamilah thought, is what he would look like if he had never gone missing, never been perverted into something evil. This is the grown-up Charlie...
Jamilah thought that Hassan would not respond, and that it was all over. He would die here, on the cracked and cold asphalt of this parking...
Hassan opened his eyes and met the Armenian gunman's intense gaze. Comprehension dawned. This was the sign he'd prayed for.
Jamilah's eyes were open and bright. Hassan almost felt that he could read a message in her flashing gaze and firm jaw: "Do what you have...
Hassan knew that the instant he was restrained, his ability to resist would fall dramatically, and the odds were high that he would never see daylight...