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visibly angered and aware that Kamal was watching, slammed his hand down on the table and grabbed Absar ’s throat, squeezing until his face turned a bright shade of red.
    “You think I won ’t shove a hot piece of rebar up your ass to get what I want?” Dawood was menacingly quiet. “I’ll rip you the fuck open, reach inside you and pull out the information I want.”
    Absar chuckled as he got his breath back. Looking deep into Dawood ’s eyes, he smiled an evil grin and beat his chest with his free hand. “Fuck you! You bitch. A gnat is scarier than you.” Absar growled back. “I can see in your eyes that you have never killed anyone. You don’t know the taste of blood.”
    Kamal shook his head listening to the exchange, wondering how Dawood had been selected to be an interrogator. Skimming the files in his hand, Kamal thought about the devastation that these criminals had caused. They survived on maximizing terror and it was likely that any attack on them would yield a far greater retaliation with a significant body count. They had the one person that knew all of Minto ’s movements, and he was toying with Dawood like a cat playing with a ball of yarn, slapping every attempt at information away with an insult and a laugh.
    Commando training taught Kamal that the element of surprise throws everyone from their game. In the past, he had been restricted by military rules of engagement, but these were not members of any military – they were criminals and criminals don ’t have rules of engagement. He motioned to the soldier standing guard outside the Chamber, instructing him on a change in tactics and direction that the interrogation would now take. As the soldier moved down the hall to gather the required items, Kamal moved back to the window to continue watching the show.
    Moments later, gunfire broke out in the hallway. First, shots from a handgun, followed by intermittent automatic weapon fire. Inside the Chamber, Dawood stopped and instinctively reached for his handgun, forgetting that security protocols didn ’t allow weapons inside the Chamber. As the gunfire intensified, Dawood, now visibly concerned, jolted the door, trying to open it, unsuccessfully. He pounded on the door, yelling to be let out, to unlock the door, but no response came from the other side. Absar cheered up, visibly.
    “We are going to fuck you, soldier boy! My men are coming for me and I will taste your blood for a change.” Absar, entertained by the turn in events, jeered at Dawood. “You are a bitch and I ’ll show you what happens to bitches!”
    Dawood pressed the intercom, looking for someone to explain the situation outside the Chamber, but only gunfire and static returned from the other side.
    “Is there anyone there?” screamed Dawood.
    Kamal stood listening to his colleague ’s yells, unconcerned and silent, even when the gunfire rushed closer and closer.
    Dawood heard voices outside the Chamber as someone shouted instructions to rig the door with explosives. There‘s nowhere to take cover from an explosion , Dawood thought frantically as he scanned the room, hastily moving to the wall farthest away from the door. Within seconds, an explosion ripped the door from its hinges, blowing it inwards and narrowly missing both Absar and Dawood. Through the dust and shrapnel billowing in the air, two hooded men, covered in blood, entered. One man moved to grab Dawood, but Dawood got the jump on him and crashed him to the ground with a chair to his head, shattering the chair. Before Dawood could recover, the other man had him in a chokehold and was squeezing the life from his body, with Absar screaming his approval from his chained position.
    “Kill the fucker!” shouted Absar, as Dawood went limp. “Well done! Minto will be proud of your fight!” The man tossed Dawood ’s unconscious body to the ground.
    Absar ’s face went from hope for his impending freedom to horror as the hooded man turned towards him and, with a hard