cause. He'll be promoted to Captain this year, and resume command of one of the Kilos.'
'That's the Russian diesel electric?'
'That's the one. We have three of them. Excellent ships… extremely quiet… '
'Until they rev up,' said Ravi, smiling.
'Generally speaking,' replied the Admiral. 'We have learned when not to rev up! Ah, here's Ben now… '
Through the door came Commander Badr, a dark-skinned man with jet black, close-cut hair and the build of an athlete, broad in the shoulder but lean, with a light walk, just one step from a full canter, and an easy smile. He was not quite as tall as his father, who was only a fraction under six feet two. But Ben Badr was better-looking and classic Persian, with a slim, slightly curved nose and a high forehead. It was a face of high intelligence.
'Good morning, General,' he said, without being introduced. 'It's my privilege to meet you.'
'Commander,' replied Ravi, smiling and offering his hand in greeting. 'You know little about me, so you should perhaps hold judgment on how big a privilege it is.'
'You already hold a place in my heart,' he replied gravely.
At which point Admiral Badr interrupted. 'One of the martyrs released from Nimrod Jail was Ben's godfather. They were very close. And you have the gratitude of our entire family.'
Ravi was somewhat startled that his exploits were general knowledge here in the headquarters of the Iranian Navy. And Admiral Badr, sensing a flicker of surprise on the ex-SAS man's face, said softly, 'Do not be concerned. The elite high command of Hezbollah expects to know everything from our colleagues in Hamas. But the secrets of the Nimrod mission remain very secret in our country.'
General Rashood nodded, unsmiling. And the Iranian Admiral continued, 'One thing we do know, however, is that a very great welcome is in order. We understand this visit is a return to your homeland after more than thirty years in England.'
'Yes. Yes, it is.'
'I hope you and Miss Sabah are enjoying it. You are comfortable in the Homa Hotel?'
'Yes, sir. Very.'
'And your visit to the old teahouse in the Kerman bazaar? Was that nostalgic?'
'It was, sir. Very. I remembered the room — and I really remembered the sweet pastries.'
Mohammed Badr chuckled, observing that Ravi Rashood had not as much as flickered his annoyance at obviously having been followed. He explained, 'General, you understand we all have enemies. We felt it prudent you should have protection during your visit here.'
'I understand,' said Ravi.
'Meanwhile, I think we should go upstairs and join the others. The mullahs were here early this morning immediately after prayers, and we should not keep them waiting.'
They stepped out into the stone-floored lobby and made their way to the second floor. The wide wooden doors to the conference room were attended by four armed Navy guards. Admiral Badr wished them good morning and walked past, opening the door himself.
Inside, set upon a glorious Persian carpet, was a forty-foot-long table of polished walnut, around which sat seven men, four of them dressed in combat fatigues and Arab headdress in black-and-white patterns. Each of them was introduced to the General, but their names were not offered. It was clear that everyone else in the room knew each other, and Ravi surmised that the four were representatives of the arch-terrorist squadrons of Hezbollah.
At the head of the table was a black-robed Ayatollah, whose name Ravi could barely make out but sounded like Rafsanjani, and may have been a member of the former President's family. He was not referred to as 'His Holiness Grand Ayatollah,' but it was obvious he was a Shi'ite Muslim of the highest rank in the government of the Islamic State.
He rose when the General was introduced and offered both of his hands, saying quietly in Arabic, 'Salam aleikom, my son. We are grateful to you for what you have done and for all that you are doing.' Like the Admiral, the Ayatollah had had a close and trusted friend liberated from the Nimrod Jail.
Flanking the Great Man were two bearded, black-robed hojjat-el-Islam, the second-highest-ranking clerics, both wearing white turbans. One of them was from the ancient City of Isfahan, the other from Tehran. Each rose in greeting the visiting Hamas military Commander from Damascus, and each in turn thanked him for his achievements.
Ravi and the two Naval officers took their seats, and the Ayatollah began by saying, 'I do not, I am sure, need to remind anyone in this room of the great secrecy we must observe. We are discussing matters of great moment, and our plans must not be communicated. The ten people here are representing some of the most important Councils in the Middle East. We are, I know, of one mind. We must also be of one voice. And, when we conclude our deliberations, that voice must be silent.'
Each of them nodded, and the Ayatollah continued: 'We have among us today a most distinguished and unusual colleague. General Ravi Rashood comes to us not because he has been recruited, but because he has followed his heart back to its beginnings. And while it is difficult for us to fathom the searching of his soul that led him to abandon family, home, country, and career, we are grateful for his decision, that Allah has led him from the Infidel into the embrace of Islam.
'General Rashood in his former life was one of the finest combat Commanders in the British Army. But I believe he knew what a cruel and misguided organization that has proved to be, fighting for government after government, against the righteous cause of Islam. Finally, asked to partake in the terrible savagery of the Israelis, backed as ever by the Americans, against the defenseless, peace-loving Palestinians, he turned his back on the conquerors. And he brought his mighty sword arm to the oppressed. Islamic folklore will celebrate his decision for many years to come.'
The Ayatollah paused, and the men around him nodded their approval of his words. General Rashood stared ahead, betraying no emotion one way or the other.
The Ayatollah continued, 'I have learned that in his moment of greatest danger, indeed, in his moment of decision, the General was blessed by Allah with a love that I hope may last them both for their lifetime and beyond. It is not necessary for us to recount his magnificent victories on behalf of Hamas, only for him to understand our admiration.
'But the time is now upon us, when we must discuss the bigger stage, and the tasks we must move toward. We have hesitated these past two years, because we have not produced the military leader to undertake our onerous requirements.
'I think we have one now, however, in General Rashood, who was, I believe, delivered here to us by the hand of Allah himself. And Allah is great, and he has surely sent to us the right Commander. And we are grateful to our brothers in Hamas for recognizing this and for sending the General forward to meet at this summit.'
The Ayatollah nodded toward Admiral Badr, who rose to his feet. 'Gentlemen,' he said, 'because of the time factor, I do not believe we should concern ourselves with specific objectives, but rather concentrate on a much broader strategy that would not necessarily involve the mass killing of civilians.
'Bin Laden tried that with catastrophic results for everyone. He killed innocent people on a scale that brought sorrow to the hearts of every true Muslim. It was not military. It was not justified. And it brought the massive wrath of the Great Satan down upon us. Indeed that heartless action against ordinary Americans came very close to fracturing the great brotherhood of Islam.
'I agree, it was unpredictable that the Great Satan would react as violently as it did. But America is powerful and greedy, and it is led by vicious vengeful men who now carry the will of the populace with them. I think everyone in this room understands that any future attack on the United States would result in another pulverizing act of revenge by the Americans, and we do not think we could withstand it.
'We would lose popular support on a scale unimaginable. Not to mention the blood, sorrow, and tears. Because for the foreseeable future, the Great Satan believes it can, with impunity, smash back at any government or radical group that opposes them. Gentlemen, we do not want to be among the blood, sorrow, and tears. No one will thank us for that.
'The truth is, that while the Great Satan remained a sleeping giant, hurt and frustrated by world opinion, we were applauded throughout Islam for our actions. That is no longer the case. The Americans would not hesitate to slam back at Iraq, Iran, Jordan, or Libya, even Egypt or Syria, if they believed those countries had raised a hand against them.
'We have seen their power. There are certainly two men in this room who witnessed the savage bombing of
