Seven Days From Sunday (MP-5 CIA #1) - Plot & Excerpts
“We need petrol?” Ghaniyah asked, leaning across the girl sitting in the middle of the truck’s bench seat. “It’s fine,” the man replied, keeping his eyes on the road. “How much do we have?” “Almost half a tank.” “We’ll stop,” Ghaniyah announced. “My sister can use the break. We’ll get gas anyway.” The man simply nodded. So far, so good, thought Ghaniyah. She shifted her legs, trying to find a more comfortable position, but with her suitcase wedged onto the passenger side floor, there wasn’t much room for her long legs. She glanced at the man. At first she had thought he was very old, perhaps even 70 years of age, but now she thought it was just the premature deep wrinkles in his face. He certainly didn’t carry himself as an elderly man might, and now he seemed quite content just to drive. Upon leaving the ranch, Ghaniyah’s first thought had been to get to a bus station. She would leave the girl behind, giving her enough money to take a taxi back home, and she’d be on her way to Baghdad.
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