jumped ahead of us, Evan, by simply coming here and calling us. One of us; two, perhaps; even in the extreme, three—but
seven
. No, that was reckless of you, old friend, and dangerous for everyone.”
“Why?”
“Did you think for a minute,” continued the Arab, overriding Kendrick, “that even three recognizable men of standing—say nothing of
seven
—could converge on a hotel within minutes of each other to meet with a stranger without the management hearing about it?
Ridiculous
.”
Evan studied Mustapha before speaking, their eyes locked. “What is it, Musty? What are you trying to tell me? This isn’t the embassy, and that obscene mess over there hasn’t anything to do with the businessmen or the government of Oman.”
“No, it obviously does not,” agreed the Arab firmly. “But what I’m trying to tell you is that things have changed here—in ways many of us do not understand.”
“That’s also obvious,” interrupted Kendrick. “You’re not terrorists.”
“No, we’re not, but would you care to hear what people—
responsible
people—are saying?”
“Go ahead.”
“ ‘It will pass,’ they say. “ ‘Don’t interfere; it would only inflame them further.’ ”
“Don’t
interfere
?” repeated Evan incredulously.
“And ‘Let the politicians settle it.’ ”
“The politicians
can’t
settle it!”
“Oh, there’s more, Evan. ‘There’s a certain basis for their anger,’ they say. ‘Not the killing, of course, but within thecontext of certain events,’ et cetera, et cetera. I’ve heard that, too.”
“Context of certain events?
What
events?”
“Current history, old friend. ‘They’re reacting to a very uneven Middle East policy on the part of the United States.’ That’s the catchphrase, Evan. ‘The Israelis get everything and they get nothing,’ people say. ‘They are driven from their lands and their homes and forced to live in crowded, filthy refugee camps, while in the West Bank the Jews spit on them.’ These are the things I hear.”
“That’s
bullshit
!” exploded Kendrick. “Beyond the fact that there’s another, equally painful side to that bigoted coin, it has nothing to do with those two hundred thirty-six hostages or the eleven who’ve already been butchered! They don’t
make policy
, uneven or otherwise. They’re innocent human beings, brutalized and terrified and driven to exhaustion by goddamned
animals
! How the hell can
responsible
people say those things? That’s not the President’s cabinet over there, or hawks from the Knesset. They’re civil service employees and tourists and construction families. I repeat—
bullshit
!”
The man named Mustapha sat rigidly on the sofa, his eyes still leveled at Evan. “I know that and you know that,” he said quietly. “And
they
know that, my friend.”
“Then
why
?”
“The truth, then,” continued the Arab, his voice no louder than before. “Two incidents that forged a dreadful consensus, if I may use the word somewhat differently from before.… The reason these things are said is that none of us cares to create targets of our own flesh.”
“Targets? Your … flesh?”
“Two men, one I shall call Mahmoud, the other Abdul—not their real names, of course, for it’s better that you not know them. Mahmoud’s daughter … raped, her face slashed. Abdul’s son, his throat slit in an alley below his father’s office on the piers. ‘Criminals, rapists, murderers!’ the authorities say. But we all know better. It was Abdul and Mahmoud who tried to rally an opposition. ‘
Guns!
’ they cried. ‘Storm the embassy ourselves,’ they insisted. ‘Do not let Masqat become another Teheran!’ … But it was not they who suffered. It was those close to them, their most precious possessions.… These are the warnings, Evan. Forgive me, but if you had a wife and children, would you subject them to such risks? I think not. The most precious jewels are not made of stone,
seven
. No, that was reckless of you, old friend, and dangerous for everyone.”
“Why?”
“Did you think for a minute,” continued the Arab, overriding Kendrick, “that even three recognizable men of standing—say nothing of
seven
—could converge on a hotel within minutes of each other to meet with a stranger without the management hearing about it?
Ridiculous
.”
Evan studied Mustapha before speaking, their eyes locked. “What is it, Musty? What are you trying to tell me? This isn’t the embassy, and that obscene mess over there hasn’t anything to do with the businessmen or the government of Oman.”
“No, it obviously does not,” agreed the Arab firmly. “But what I’m trying to tell you is that things have changed here—in ways many of us do not understand.”
“That’s also obvious,” interrupted Kendrick. “You’re not terrorists.”
“No, we’re not, but would you care to hear what people—
responsible
people—are saying?”
“Go ahead.”
“ ‘It will pass,’ they say. “ ‘Don’t interfere; it would only inflame them further.’ ”
“Don’t
interfere
?” repeated Evan incredulously.
“And ‘Let the politicians settle it.’ ”
“The politicians
can’t
settle it!”
“Oh, there’s more, Evan. ‘There’s a certain basis for their anger,’ they say. ‘Not the killing, of course, but within thecontext of certain events,’ et cetera, et cetera. I’ve heard that, too.”
“Context of certain events?
What
events?”
“Current history, old friend. ‘They’re reacting to a very uneven Middle East policy on the part of the United States.’ That’s the catchphrase, Evan. ‘The Israelis get everything and they get nothing,’ people say. ‘They are driven from their lands and their homes and forced to live in crowded, filthy refugee camps, while in the West Bank the Jews spit on them.’ These are the things I hear.”
“That’s
bullshit
!” exploded Kendrick. “Beyond the fact that there’s another, equally painful side to that bigoted coin, it has nothing to do with those two hundred thirty-six hostages or the eleven who’ve already been butchered! They don’t
make policy
, uneven or otherwise. They’re innocent human beings, brutalized and terrified and driven to exhaustion by goddamned
animals
! How the hell can
responsible
people say those things? That’s not the President’s cabinet over there, or hawks from the Knesset. They’re civil service employees and tourists and construction families. I repeat—
bullshit
!”
The man named Mustapha sat rigidly on the sofa, his eyes still leveled at Evan. “I know that and you know that,” he said quietly. “And
they
know that, my friend.”
“Then
why
?”
“The truth, then,” continued the Arab, his voice no louder than before. “Two incidents that forged a dreadful consensus, if I may use the word somewhat differently from before.… The reason these things are said is that none of us cares to create targets of our own flesh.”
“Targets? Your … flesh?”
“Two men, one I shall call Mahmoud, the other Abdul—not their real names, of course, for it’s better that you not know them. Mahmoud’s daughter … raped, her face slashed. Abdul’s son, his throat slit in an alley below his father’s office on the piers. ‘Criminals, rapists, murderers!’ the authorities say. But we all know better. It was Abdul and Mahmoud who tried to rally an opposition. ‘
Guns!
’ they cried. ‘Storm the embassy ourselves,’ they insisted. ‘Do not let Masqat become another Teheran!’ … But it was not they who suffered. It was those close to them, their most precious possessions.… These are the warnings, Evan. Forgive me, but if you had a wife and children, would you subject them to such risks? I think not. The most precious jewels are not made of stone,
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