The agent leaned forward on the table, propping his elbows on it and speaking softly to me then.
“We don"t want you to get messed up in this war, Gaia. We only want to catch Abdul Amir al Ramadi and stop him from destroying your town and killing the people in it.”
“That"s what I want,” I replied. I was being guided down a path, and the agent was essentially programming what my responses would be. He was good at what he did.
“We know that, at birth, your parents gave you the name of Gaia Kostopolous because they feared al Ramadi would connect you with your father, and find you. We"ve checked into this very carefully. We would like you to assume another identity, that of Karimi Istafan, and return to Kabul. We are confident that assuming this identity would not raise any suspicion by al R
