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- Cover
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- PROLOGUE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
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‘If there are twenty among you with determination they will vanquish two hundred; if there are a hundred then they will slaughter a thousand unbelievers, for the infidels are a people devoid of understanding.’
Nazim didn’t have as many as twenty men, let alone a hundred. But the sacrifice they’d make would bring about the slaughter of many more than a thousand unbelievers. And for that, Allah would smile upon them and take them to His bosom for all eternity.
A feeling of great peace and serenity washed over Nazim. The dull, grey morning sky was gradually brightening and a pale October sun twinkled through the clouds. Today would be a fine day to die.
He calmly told Abbud, ‘We’re not returning to Paris. Our future lies along a different path.’
Abbud looked puzzled. ‘Then where are we going, Nazim?’
‘To Jannah,’ Nazim said, with the solemn reverence that was due when speaking of the final abode of the righteous and devout. ‘But first, to this place.’ He reached across to the sat nav screen and tapped in a new destination in place of Paris. The revised route instantly showed up on the display. A completely new set of directions heading in a totally different direction. The alternative location was the city of Alençon, 189 kilometres south of the coast and 173 kilometres west of Paris.
‘What’s there?’ Abbud asked, having never even heard of it before.
‘Our destiny is there,’ Nazim replied. ‘Allah, in His infinite wisdom, intends a special new purpose for us. A short distance away from that town is a certain high-security facility. One that we are going to attack, invade and capture, and use to launch a death blow against the infidels.’
A glow of excitement came into Abbud’s eyes. The prospect of an early arrival in Paradise didn’t faze him in the least. If today was to be his last day on this earth, he welcomed his fate. ‘A military base?’
Not just Abbud. The men in the back of the crew cab were listening intently to the conversation. This was the moment they’d spent their lives dreaming of. They had utter faith in their leader and would follow him to whatever end Allah had in store.
‘Better than a military base,’ Nazim said. ‘It’s the biggest water treatment plant in Northern France and one of the largest in Europe. It pipes water to millions of homes across the region. Countless people, every minute of every day, drink that water. They cook their stinking food with it. Make their coffee with it. Brush their teeth and clean their clothes, wash themselves and bathe their infants in it. Allowing us to deliver our weapon straight into the bodies of the infidels. We’re going to poison them all.’