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The rumble of the truck engine was the only thing that penetrated the hood as the vehicle followed a route completely different from that of Ali's convoy though the ultimate destination was the same. Once again the black Lynx helicopter sat quietly on the tarmac and Rapp helped Natalie climb into the back seat while Azzan once again played pilot.

The aircraft rose, banked and began its climb over the city, nose aimed towards the distant mountains. In the front Azzan carefully scanned for any sign of pursuit while Rapp kept his eyes fixed on the FBI agent, a pistol held loosely in his lap.