—Nara, you made a terrible mistake. I have been in the same position as you. I have made similar mistakes believing that I was serving a greater good. However, the people who I wronged did not survive. You have an opportunity. Perhaps she is a miracle – she survived.

—I will always know what I did, even if she doesn’t.

—That is true. You must find a way to live with that. It is possible, difficult, but she will need someone to look after her. She is alone. You could love herif she will let you.

No guards had come after them and Leo was pleased that security seemed relaxed. While Nara was still brooding over her decision, he changed the subject to the prospect of escape.

—What are the soldiers planning to do with us? Have they said anything?

Nara shook her head.

—They’ve said very little. They’ve treated us well enough. They’ve fed us. They gave us the almond oil we used for the ointment.

—And Fahad Mohammad?

—He’s here. They haven’t allowed us further inside. When we arrived they provided us with a blanket and told us not to light a fire. They were worried it might be seen.

—And Zabi? How is she?

—She’s upset…

Leo interrupted:

—I mean, is she strong enough to run?

He peered down the path, assessing their position and altitude. A man leading a mountain pony was climbing the trail towards them, the pony sighing from the exertion, laden with supplies. Nara was perplexed by his question.

—Run where?

—We can’t stay here.

—To escape?

—Yes.

—How far do you think we’d get? They know these trails. They know every village from here to Pakistan. We wouldn’t stand a chance. Why do you think they haven’t bothered to guard us? Or tie us up?

—I’ve made difficult journeys before. But I won’t do it without you.

—I don’t know what you’ve done in the past. This is my country. You must listen to me. I am not afraid of dying. But what you suggest is impossible.

Before Leo could press his case, a group of mujahedin emerged from the caves. The tall figure of Fahad Mohammad was among them. He did not seem concerned that they were outside the cave.

—A jirga has convened.

A jirga was a council, a decision-making body composed of elders. Leo asked:

—You wish me to stand before it?

—The three of you will stand before it. Follow me.