Chapter 22And Chief Gibson was almost right on the money when he revealed what he suspected to Mark...
“Okay,” Fred began as he sat at his desk opposite an anxious Mark. “Let’s get you up-to-date.” He turned to the digital screen on a wall to his right. “Here are some of the photos of Khalid’s family and in particular of his uncle, Abdullah Saif Al-Fadir.”
Fred flicked through some group of Arab fellows until he stopped on a shot of a handsome man dressed in a western suit and tie, sitting in what appeared to be a lounge or living room, heavily decorated of gold trimmings and tapestries. Mark looked at the picture in amazement; the man looked as if he were Khalid’s twin. He was older, of course, but every trait of resemblance was undeniable.
“This man,” Fred went on, “is the one pulli
