Bleeding Edge, pp. 312-313

[Mark Thibodeau]

Hm.

On Mon, Nov 16, 2015 at 5:02 AM, Kai Frederik Lorentzen <
lorentzen at hotmail.de> wrote:

>
>    In the taxi on the way home, there's loud traffic in Arabic on the
> radio, which Maxine figures at first for a call-in show till the cabbie
> picks up a handset and joins in. She glances at the ID up on the Plexiglas.
> The face in the photo is too indistinct to make out, but the name is
> Islamic, Mohammed somebody.
>    It's like hearing a party from another room, though Maxine notices
> there's no music, no laughing. High emotion all right, but closer to tears
> or anger. Men talking over each other, shouting, interrupting. A couple of
> the voices might be women's, though later it will seem they could have
> belonged to high-pitched men. The only word Maxine recognizes, and she
> hears it more than once, is *Inshallah*. "Arabic for 'whatever,'" Horst
> nods.
>    They're waiting at a light. "If it is God's will," the driver corrects
> him, half turning in his seat so that Maxine happens to be looking him in
> the face. What she sees there will keep her from getting to sleep right
> away. Or that's how she'll remember it.
>
>
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