Chapter Thirty-SixThe Prime Minister, with the full knowledge of the Iranian Ambassador, had called in the fierce-eyed Shia cleric whose conciliatory behaviour had helped to calm an awkward moment at the British Museum forum. His suggested task was to interview the six terrorists being held in the secure wing of a Hammersmith hospital.
The medical costs, not to mention the security requirements, had been enormous and the PM was impatient to deport them. The safe house owner, who had been a Syrian asylum-seeker, was not a British citizen. The other five, including the one who had lost his nerve and been mown down by his friends, had been questioned repeatedly, but little had been gleaned. However, the laptop abandoned carelessly at the safe house was a treasure trove. Strangely, it was the
