52. We Must Hurry

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Yasir Skandrani stood on the dock and watched as the ferry docked. Next to him was a red two-wheeled cart. The mammoth white ferry was unlike the ferry boat that Yasir imagined. It had taken the ship nearly forty hours to get to La Palma from Cadiz. It was almost an hour before Yasir saw the two men get out of a car. One of the men carried the one-hundred-and-fifty-pound device on his back like a backpack. ‘Good,’ thought Yasir, ‘he can carry it to the target.’ ‘Good,’‘he can carry it to the target.’Yasir waved at the two men, who waved back and walked over to him. Yasir greeted them, “Peace be unto you.” They both replied in unison, “And unto you, peace.” “Please,” said Yasir to the big man, “place the package onto the cart. Save your strength for later.” The big man unshouldered the

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