Marwan stared into space with a blank expression prompting Jimmy Boy to provide assistance. “Something about the city.”
A very dim light bulb appeared to turn on in Marwan’s head. His crazy eyes and toothless grin returned as he proudly stated, “Oh yeah, I’m going to blow up the city someday.”
Jimmy Boy resumed walking and tried to react as if Marwan had just told him his favorite food. “Really? When are you going to do that?”
“As soon as my cousin tells me.” Marwan was rambling again.
“I’m a holy warrior.”
“Death to the infidels”
“I’m a martyr”
Jimmy Boy began to tune the ramblings out as he continued walking. This creep was just a simpleton who was playing jihadi, just like a little kid would play army—nothing more.
Jimmy Boy didn’t think it was worth mentioning Marwan to Lt. Gal
