“That was close!” Akmal exclaimed as they followed the van around a corner and headed in an easterly direction. They had just exited the townhouse complex when three large, black SUVs screeched to a stop outside the gates.
Oemar was in the driver’s seat with Kabar and Mosa seated in the back. “Allah is indeed merciful,” the pilot commented. “If we hadn’t been watching the newscast, they would have caught us for sure.”
Up in the lead vehicle Shakil and Wabu had a similar conversation. “They will obviously have road blocks on all roads leaving town. How do you propose getting around them?” Wabu asked.
Shakil, who was driving, answered. “Remember that deserted area out by the shooting range? If we can make it to there without being stopped, there were several rural roads leaving town that
