The President's Daughter

What’s the status of Asim Al-Asheed?” Chapter 10 Two forty-five a.m. local time Nafusa Mountains, Libya His lower left shin is hurting and Chief Zeppos glances down, sees the torn fabric of his fatigue pants, now feels blood trickling down. The last clear image on the videotape, before the billowing smoke obscured the lens, was the crumpled form of the mother among the flames, desperately and futilely covering her dying son’s body with her own. “Thirty seconds,” the pilot announces. The odds against Mel’s body being found anytime soon are very high indeed. If the door is unlocked and someone comes in, what can she say?