find out all you can about this counter-terrorism company he just purchased in Virginia. You ask me if this man is that much of a threat to us, Fard. A man with his wealth, that lost his wife on 9/11 and who now owns a counter-terrorism firm… and we find him parked outside Park51!”
Zamani banged his desk furiously.
“ I told our leaders that Cordoba could backfire on us. While Bin Laden concentrates his efforts on Westerners in European cities, our plans in the United States are moving forward unfettered. I’m afraid that the level of our success here and overseas has made our leaders begin to underestimate the Americans. AMERICA IS NOT EUROPE! They will only be pushed so far! We thought because we could use their system of laws against them that that would be enough. Some of our leaders thought that the Americans would just stand around and watch us humiliate them because we have the legal right to do so. I reminded those in Tehran and Pakistan that the BRITISH thought that too and so did the JAPANESE!”
Fard remained quiet, allowing Zamani to compose himself.
“ If you want to know the truth, Bahman, I worry more about a man like De Niro than I do about the entire United States government. The United States can be such a foolish nation. With their political correctness, they value an individual’s freedom over the security of their country and we laugh as they do. That’s why we can live and work here and hide right under their noses without them having a clue of what we’re doing. While they claim victory for finding a Pakistani immigrant with a car full of explosives in Times Square, I and others of the faith plan their systematic destruction.”
“ It is men like De Niro that have the means and the intelligence to uncover the truth about who their real enemies are. They are not bound by rules and laws like the government agencies are … and he did not strike me as one who is … politically correct. Now he invests in a counter-terrorism firm. His turning up at Park51, troubles me. The timing of it is too close for us to take any chances with him. We must proceed under the assumption that this man is a threat. While Payam will give me leverage over him personally, I want you, Bahman, to find a way to infiltrate his company ...”
Zamani searched for the name on his screen.
“… The Watchman Agency . Perhaps there are some dissenters inside his agency that are not pleased with their new boss. Use whatever means you need, but I want someone inside his firm as our ally, as soon as possible!”
“ Yes sir.”
Fard exited Zamani’s office and while on the elevator to the building’s lobby, used an iPhone app to book a one-way, first class flight to Virginia.
Chapter 12
Executive Conference Room
The Foster Lafayette, Pentagon City
Arlington, VA
8:45a.m., Sunday, July 03, 2011
Les Pastak looked at his watch as he entered the luxury hotel … good I’m early .
Searching through the contacts in his phone, he tapped his finger on one and a moment later his call connected.
“ Larry, its Les. I’m here at the hotel. Hold on a second …”
Pastak asked the cordial, young lady at the front desk where he could find Mr. Bahman Fard and after looking at her computer screen she gave him directions to a small conference room located down one of the corridors. Pastak headed to it as he resumed his phone conversation.
“ Okay, tell me again, this guy Fard is who … they’re an overseas security firm …British …okay and you know for sure that they’re looking for someone to head their U.S. operations … Larry, you made sure they know not to call The Watchman to check on me, right …good, you told them how much I’m looking for … good, plus an expense account, right … sounds good … okay, I’m standing outside the door, let me go, thanks.”
Pastak turned his phone off, so he couldn’t be traced then he straightened his tie and knocked on the conference room door
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