CHAPTER THIRTY NINE
7:20 a.m. Tehran Time (11:20 p.m. Eastern Standard Time)
Near the Grand Bazaar
Tehran, Iran
Hide in plain sight.
They hadn’t gotten very far. Not far at all. But staying close was better than running in the open, especially when everyone was looking for them, especially when they had no idea where they were going.
They were in an old warehouse diagonally across an old plaza from the Grand Bazaar. There were tapestries and rugs piled in here, but it looked like no one had used this place in years. The tapestries were worn and eaten through. The rugs were in huge piles. Everything was covered in dust.
Ed leaned against the wall near a window smeared with soot. He watched the streets outside, the bazaaris still bringing their wares, early customers starting to arriv
