When Jerry Furley learned of the previous impregnability of the Iranian Directorate being brushed aside with aplomb, it caused him to laugh in satisfaction, but he was the same as I in not understanding what Sabah wanted from us in return for whatever he had to trade.
I had probably a million questions to ask and where to start was a concern, but as you must know by now I’m not one to procrastinate or worry unduly about causing offence; however, with Sabah there was a case for being more circumspect with my attitude. With the word ‘prudence’ in mind, I jumped in ahead of Jerry. I began cautiously.
“From an overhead satellite picture, I saw you with an American communications officer at Ar Raqqah alongside Colonel Hafez al-Rifaaz, whom I understand to be a highly-placed intelligence offic
