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Chapters (50)
  1. PROLOGUE
  2. CHAPTER 1
  3. CHAPTER 2
  4. CHAPTER 3
  5. CHAPTER 4
  6. CHAPTER 5
  7. CHAPTER 6
  8. CHAPTER 7
  9. CHAPTER 8
  10. CHAPTER 9
  11. CHAPTER 10
  12. CHAPTER 11
  13. CHAPTER 12
  14. CHAPTER 13
  15. CHAPTER 14
  16. CHAPTER 15
  17. CHAPTER 16
  18. CHAPTER 17
  19. CHAPTER 18
  20. CHAPTER 19
  21. CHAPTER 20
  22. CHAPTER 21
  23. CHAPTER 22
  24. CHAPTER 23
  25. CHAPTER 24
  26. CHAPTER 25
  27. CHAPTER 26
  28. CHAPTER 27
  29. CHAPTER 28
  30. CHAPTER 29
  31. CHAPTER 30
  32. CHAPTER 31
  33. CHAPTER 32
  34. CHAPTER 33
  35. CHAPTER 34
  36. CHAPTER 35
  37. CHAPTER 36
  38. CHAPTER 37
  39. CHAPTER 38
  40. CHAPTER 39
  41. CHAPTER 40
  42. CHAPTER 41
  43. CHAPTER 42
  44. CHAPTER 43
  45. CHAPTER 44
  46. CHAPTER 45
  47. CHAPTER 46
  48. EPILOGUE
  49. About the Author
  50. Also by James Phelps

‘I don’t know,’ Khalil said.

Clarke turned on the hose.

‘No, please,’ he begged. ‘I’m speaking the truth. Bashir and Mahmud were fighting about it. Bashir wanted to go back to the nuclear reactor. He was adamant we had to finish what we’d started. He wanted to show everyone that we had not failed. But Mahmud wouldn’t let him. He said it had to be the same as the rest of the attacks or no one would believe it was us. He said we had to attack churches if we wanted to take credit for the rest. He said we would become the most famous mujahideen in the world.’

After that, they’d all broken one after another, like dominoes falling. To Sami’s surprise, even Hammad, the so-called mastermind of the group, had squealed as soon as he saw all the power tools, which had been splattered with red corn syrup – Mav’s special touch.

‘It was Mahmud’s plan,’ he’d said. ‘All I did was approve it. I was just going to take the credit.’

THE only one who put up a fight was Mahmud. The one Clarke was circling now, Bunnings pliers in hand.

‘We are responsible for all the church attacks,’ Mahmud continued. ‘We are not copycats. Tell the world, it was us.’

Jax’s email arrived just in time for Sami to save Mahmud’s fingernails.

‘We have to go,’ said Sami. ‘Now.’

Clarke reluctantly dropped the pliers.

CHAPTER 43

Goulburn Correctional Centre, Goulburn, NSW, Australia

JAX began writing as soon as Sami handed him the pen.

Stuart James

25 May

04:00:02 Deposit +$0.61

04:00:09 Deposit +$4.19

04:00:15 Deposit +$5.09

04:00:22 Deposit +$6.13

He printed as neatly as he could. Names first.

Timothy Jenkins

25 June

02:59:58 Deposit +$0.61

03:00:04 Deposit +$4.03

03:00:11 Deposit +$5.26

03:00:16 Deposit +$7.72

Followed by the date.

Adam Wright

25 July

04:00:00 Deposit +$0.61

04:00:05 Deposit +$4.05

04:00:11 Deposit +$5.28

04:00:16 Deposit +$1.45

Then the betting account transaction, beginning with the time.

Omar Amir

25 August

11:00:10 Deposit +$0.61

11:00:14 Deposit +$4.32

11:00:19 Deposit +$4.46

11:00:24 Deposit +$1.59

The nature of the transaction next, all deposits.

Jamal Ahmad

25 September

03:00:14 Deposit +$0.61

03:00:20 Deposit +$4.00

03:00:25 Deposit +$9.78

03:00:34 Deposit +$1.42

And finally, the amount – not a single transaction was over ten dollars.

Charlie Haddad

25 October

12:00:00 Deposit +$0.61

12:00:04 Deposit +$4.11

12:00:09 Deposit +$8.50

12:00:21 Deposit +$8.40

Four transactions for each name, all made in rapid succession.

Ben Wilson

25 November

06:00:18 Deposit +$0.61

06:00:25 Deposit +$4.04

06:00:31 Deposit +$5.55

06:00:36 Deposit +$9.82

Jax picked up the paper after making his final entry. He then stood, walked around the table and placed it in front of Clarke and Sami.

‘What do you see?’ Jax said, standing behind them and pointing at the page.

‘Names and betting account deposits,’ Clarke said. ‘All on the twenty-fifth. All on days of the attack.’

‘Well, the twenty-fifth in Australia anyway,’ Jax said. ‘It was still the twenty-fourth in most parts of the globe. What else?’

‘Charlie Haddad.’ Clarke said. ‘He received four deposits on what would have been the twenty-fourth in Mexico, at about’ – he counted some numbers on his fingers – ‘8 pm.’

‘It was exactly 8 pm in Mexico,’ Jax said. ‘What else do you see?’

Clarke ran his finger down the list.