Rules of Betrayal

78

Sultan Haq removed the warhead from the leather bag and set it at his feet. Rashid sat across from him, eyes rapt. Haq flipped open the cover and studied the keypad. With his fingernail, he input the six-digit code to arm the weapon. A pinlight flashed from red to green.

The train rustled over the tracks and the device tipped to one side. Rashid caught it and set it back upright. “And so?” he asked.

“It is ready,” said Haq.

“Where will we set it off?”

“It must be at street level for maximum effect.”

Ahead, the skyline of Manhattan came into view.