This was as much to ensure that there was no chance of anyone from the protection detail turning on him as it was to ensure that a ring of sturdy Kevlar-clad bodies always stood between him and harm's way.
The sturdy bodies that stood in the line of fire belonged to the same para-commando battalion in which the General had been commissioned as a young Lieutenant. It was the same unit where he had found his Captain's stars and his Major's pips and which he had once commanded as a young Colonel.
One of the first things he had done when he wrested control from the Prime Minister in a bloodless coup had been to move this para-commando battalion to the finest garrison in Islamabad and assign them a host of coveted duties, one of which included the protection of himself and his family.
The men assigned to the dictator's protective detail were handpicked after extensive profiling. Each one of them had been thoroughly checked and verified before being allowed anywhere near the General's august body.
