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Aden had
made lunches and the two vehicles left way before their bleary-eyed, none the
wiser, host awoke. Sarah motioned to Kefira as Aden and Amiz took the lead van.
The first van was fully equipped with state-of-the-art surveillance equipment,
including sniffers to uncover and display nearby Wi-Fi networks, scanners for
telephone communications, night vision thermal cameras and directional
microphones for listening through windows from up to a mile away.
    "How long's the drive?"
    "Basically five and a half hours on the M6 from
Birmingham to Edinburgh. In the city, we will have to set up some surveillance
just to be sure of our status with Amir, who now calls himself Tony. He's using
an identity that Mossad gave him as an Italian born journeyman electrician
working in Scotland on a European Union contract. It was difficult to set up,
but his info gave us the lead on several members of Hezbollah responsible for
Katyusha rockets going nightly into Israel."
    The van turned at the third exit after a roundabout on the
A38 and merged onto the M5. Kefira opened the laptop that was sitting on the
mini-table between the front swivel bucket seats. She asked Sarah where the
briefing was.
    "There's something more interesting. Look at the link
in the favorites under Aceh Province Tsunami."
    "What's the connection? I don't have time for distractions
now."
    "Just take my word for it and open that video."
    "This is heartrending. Where did you get these videos?
I've never seen anything like it."
    "They're not really videos. They're streaming pred
porn."
    Kefira asked what pred porn was. Her new partner explained,
in detail, how the war on terror was using MQ-1 Predators and MQ-9 Reapers,
large hunter-killer, unmanned aerial vehicles to seek out and destroy bad guys
with no loss of American life. She went on to explain that these birds took
real-time, streaming video and fed it back to Washington or Nevada.
    "Aceh's a hotbed of mujahedeen instruction, but no one
seems to be able to locate any training camps there. Stop the feed.
There," Sarah said, pointing to the screen, forgetting her driving skills for
an instant and then having to brake hard, down shift and swerve into the
passing lane.
    "Whoa, girl … keep your eyes on the road. Wait! That's
an armed man. What's he doing in the 'boonies' in Aceh with an AK-47, and what
is he coming out of?"
    "As far as we can tell, it is some kind of underground
bunker. They must be doing at least some of their training underground. It's
spooky that the bad guys 've been so organized in Indonesia since way back then
in 2004," said Sarah.
    "That's sovereign territory. What was the Predator
doing there? How did they get permission to go in there?"
    "That's another mystery. How did America know to launch
a drone just the day when the tsunami struck?"
    "Coincidences, coincidences,″ she said and added:
″I don't trust coincidences. We're unraveling something bigger here than
the murder of my team. We have to follow up these leads, too. MacAuley is mixed
up in everything bad that's going on in the world."
    "How did Zak get this?"
    "He has someone at CIA. They are old friends."
    "How old are those feeds?″
    "Looks like they are old, probably from the Boxing Day
Tsunami in 2004."
    "Why am I looking at eight-year-old feeds?"
    "Zak has his connection busy looking for your friend
MacAuley. They have automatic face recognition. Your guy is in the queue. If
they see him anywhere that they operate, we'll get a heads up."
    "Is this secure in the vehicle like this?" asked
Kefira.
    "We are on ultra-secure Israeli satellite in our
special encryption module," said Sarah.
    "How often have I heard that before?" asked
Kefira.
    "Aden knows what he is doing and Zak has the highest
priority on the satellite. Now, get this house address up on Google – 15
Stenhouse Avenue West, Edinburgh, Scotland, United Kingdom. That's where Amir,
aka Tony, lives," said Sarah.
    "He's in some kind of Witness Protection Program, isn't
he?"