“AAB Group in Riyadh, Geneva and Intermediaries”.
Silence enveloped them like a curtain as Carter lazily prepared his pipe. Gabriel was still standing at the window looking down at the street. He wanted to stand there, because Carter"s pipe, when lit, would have a mixture of the smell of burning hay and a wet dog. However, he knew that the conversation between them had begun to go into undisclosed contents in an insecure window like this. Hesitating for a moment, he sat down in the chair across from Carter. They looked at each other in silence, Carter thoughtfully smoking a cigarette, and Gabriel wearily pushing the smoke out of his eyes.
“How sure are you?”
"Very sure".
“How do you know?”
“Thanks to sources and methods,” Carter said mechanically. “Sources and methods”.
"How do you k
