Bakar el-Salim sat at a wooden table, closed his laptop, and stood up. The time had come. Bakar’s heart rate picked up a few beats caused by his anxiety. ‘It is Allāh’s will. We will be successful,’ he believed. ‘We would not have been allowed to come this far had He not wanted this.’ Bakar got up from his chair, which caused the other man in the room, Hasan el-Mustafa, to look up from the book he was reading. “We have been ordered to leave for La Palma,” said Bakar.
‘It is Allāh’s will. We will be successful,’‘We would not have been allowed to come this far had He not wanted this.’ “I will call for the plane. It will take twenty-four hours to get here and five more hours to get to La Palma.”
Bakar said, “Our contact on La Palma is a man named Yasir Skandrani. Yasir is some kind of scien
