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events in his mind. Sitting there in the back of the ambulance, it seemed foreign. His mind blurred and flashed with everything that happened. “We were attacked. They… they tried to kill us.”
    “Who?”
    Dylan squinted his eyes shut, trying to remember the outline of their faces, the sounds of their voices, what they wore, what they said. He knew he’d have to tell the authorities. “They had guns... and... and something else.” He suddenly remembered them moving gear on his boat, gear which was still there. “Something bad.”

Chapter 4 – Saturday 6:00 a.m.
    Kasaika’s men lifted the rest of the cargo into the back of the van then pushed the boats out to sea and watched them sink. Kasaika removed the soggy boots from his feet and dumped out the water inside. The thrusts were forceful, angry, as the sea water splashed onto the sand. He put his boots back on and climbed inside the passenger side.
    The caravan of three vehicles traveled down the back roads, keeping off the highways and interstates, going out of their way to make sure they avoided any detection. Even sitting there in the van, Kasaika still couldn’t stop feeling the rock of the ocean waves. The week at sea refused to relinquish its hold on his mind, which only added to his distaste of the water.
    Kasaika always believed the ocean was unstable, too fluid, easily bent to the will of whatever the user of the water wanted. The entire trip across the Atlantic, his legs and body yearned for the solid foundation of land. Men weren’t designed to live at sea.
    The caravan’s headlights offered the only illumination on the back roads, and when the van slowed, Kasaika looked in the distance to see a deteriorating structure surrounded by an equally decaying woods. “Is there no place that death hasn’t touched this land?”
    “It’s an abandoned coal mine,” the driver said. “It hasn’t been active for decades.”
    Once parked, Kasaika walked with three other men while the others unloaded the vans. The two men that flanked him were Kasaika’s contacts in America. The two men had migrated eight years ago in an effort to establish themselves as natural citizens. Sefkh was Kasaika’s brother-in-law, a man whom he trusted above all others, and not just because of the marriage to his sister. The two had shared a bond ever since they were boys, during the rule of Anwar Al-Sadat in Egypt where they grew up. It was there the boys received their first taste of Americans. Both Kasaika’s and Sefkh’s fathers were opposed to any US interference and attempted to undermine the growing relationship. Neither of their families wanted any part of any country or people that sided with Israel. The only way to God, to eternity, was through Islam.
    “It is good to see you, brother,” Sefkh said. “You will be glad to know that you’re an uncle now.”
    Kasaika stopped dead in his tracks. “Tatara had her child?” He clutched Sefkh’s shoulders. “When?”
    Sefkh smiled. “Two days ago. Both she and the baby are healthy, fine.”
    “ Subhaan Allah. ” Kasaika embraced his brother in a hug. For the first time since he’d started this mission, he felt himself feel like it was before. Before all of this death, before all of the pain and anguish. “This is a great blessing of fortune, Sefkh.” It took all of Kasaika’s strength not to run to his sister, find her, hold both her and her newborn. But there was still work to do. “We give honor to your new family by our will. Maashallah. ” Kasaika bowed.
    “Thank you, brother,” Sefkh replied.
    “ Jazakallaho ahsanal jaza, ” Zet said, embracing both Kasaika and Sefkh.
    Zet had been like a brother to Sefkh, and while Kasaika never truly warmed to the man, there was no denying his commitment. Out of all of them, he’d lost the most. Kasaika returned a smile with the hug. “Your family will soon be honored as well, Zet. We will make sure of that.”
    The news of his sister’s blessing could not cloud