concerns — not yet ready to call them
True to Noriko’s emerging modus operandi, her recital on Hasul Benazir, currently in progress — and again showing thorough familiarity with her subject — was both recap and subtly spun embellishment of the dossier in her e-files. A graduate of the prestigious University of Engineering and Technology in Lahore, with dual Ph.D.s in electrical engineering and chemical, mineral, and metallurgical engineering, he’d been born forty-odd years ago in Peshawar’s exclusive Hayat Abad township to parents who were members of the Pakistani ruling elite—
“This in a society that brags about not having a caste system like their abhorred Indian neighbors, but has class divisions so unbreachable they amount to the same thing,” Noriko was saying now. “His father’s a founding partner of the second largest industrial conglomerate in the country. Mother’s a British-educated academician and daughter of the
“Privileged,” Nimec said.
“Yes,” Megan said. “I’m not sure it’s fair to call him blessed, though.”
Noriko nodded to indicate she’d picked up on her meaning.
“As best we know, when Hasul was twenty-two or twenty-three he was diagnosed with Xeroderma Pigmentosum, an inherited genetic disorder so rare there are only a thousand documented cases in the world,” she said. “Doctors say that if all the
Hearing Noriko describe the condition, none of the three individuals in the San Jose conference room would have rushed to disagree.
Characterized by acute photosensitivity due to an inability of the skin cells to repair DNA damaged by even minimal levels of ultraviolet radiation, XP in effect made its sufferers allergic to sunlight. Usually diagnosed within the first three to five years of life, XP in its classic Type A form had an astronomical childhood mortality rate because of the development of melanomas and other severe health problems linked to the defect. But Hasul Benazir had not manifested any of its pronounced, telltale symptoms — the blistering, the cancerous skin lesions and tumors, the physical weakness, impairments to sight and hearing, and premature aging — until adulthood. And that was in its own way good news for Benazir, a strong hint, later confirmed by medical tests, that his was a variant form of the condition known as Type V. With constant medical supervision and strict regulation of his lifestyle and environment, he stood a greatly increased chance of long-term survival due to XP-V’s higher level of skin-cell repair mechanisms.
“Must be a determined sonuva gun,” Thibodeau said. “Lookin’ at all he’s accomplished. Got enough
“I know. But where’s his determination focused? What’s guiding it? I suppose they’d be my main questions,” Noriko said. She refilled her coffee cup from the apparently bottomless pot on her desk. “I want to get back to Hasul’s college years for a minute. He isn’t the only notable figure associated with UET, Lahore. Another’s a professor of Islamic studies whose political discussion groups Hasul attended
Or
Noriko talked about the outfit’s principal avowed goal of driving India from
“Noriko,” Megan interrupted. “Are you suggesting there’s evidence Hasul Benazir has any connection to the LeT? Aside from his interest in Sayeed’s teachings as a student?”
“It was more than an interest—”
“It was over twenty-five years ago. Before Sayeed formed the LeT,” Megan said. “I’m not sure we can assume his discussion groups were even concerned with Islamic extremism… such as it existed in Pakistan during the mid-1980s.”
“The Kashmiri brouhaha goes back almost
“Maybe not… but we aren’t talking about him, we’re talking about Hasul Benazir,” Megan said. She paused. “Listen, when
Nimec looked over at her.
“Naked?”
“Nude, right,” Megan said. “So as to make ourselves human symbols of how the timber industry was
“Uh-huh,” Nimec said. “And that’s what you did?”
“That’s what we
“Bet it stopped the wood choppin’,” Thibodeau said.
“Until the cops came to make us put our clothes back on and haul us away.” Megan said. “After which I’m sure the log cutting resumed with increased vigor.”
Thibodeau smiled at the images his mind conjured up, particularly of Megan, thinking he’d never gotten such agreeable distractions on any of
On the wall screen, Noriko was deadpan.
“I’m not only divulging this to humiliate myself,” Megan said, meeting her gaze across the miles. “If we were to take everything people do when they’re young, and use it as a yardstick for what they become as adults, who’d ever pass muster? Hasul Benazir has a permanent resident visa that was recently renewed… and that’s under the heavy scrutiny that’s been imposed these past few years. He’s resided in this country for over a decade, employs