CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Aamir stood in front of a map of Malta and the island of Gozo. It was a massive ten feet by ten feet, full-colour, topographical map, gridlines, and interest points. It was the kind of thing a person would expect to see in a military command post.
It was fixed to sheets of cardboard, making it easier for pins to be stuck into it. And the whole thing was attached to the wall using long nails on the four corners and along the edges. It wasn’t the best of jobs, but it would do.
Behind him, several collapsible six-foot tables lay two wide and five long to create one large table. On this table were computers, files, and radio equipment. Sat against the wall next to the front door were rifle racks, full of automatic rifles and submachine guns. A room branched off on the r
