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sure, but just how effectively we make it work for our purpose, is up to us.”
    “I like this, nothing like this has ever been considered before. It’s so bloody crazy and simple it just might work.”
    “Kiss, Keep It Simple Stupid, used to be an old military concept, until the West and now everybody else got too sophisticated, let’s go back to Kiss,” responded Alan.
    “Well if you could pull this off…”
    Alan interrupted him, “when I pull this off, then you will owe me a great deal of money.”
    “And they’ll pay you if it works; what do you want from me in the short term?”
    “Just to know if you think they’ll back it, because I want to move reasonably soon to get the next phase in place.”
    “I think they will back it; go to the next phase and whatever happens I will cover the costs until then.”
    Alan smiled back and whispered, “Thanks. I will deliver the goods if you can get the go ahead but I will need substantial amounts of cash very soon and no forgeries, everything must be above board.”
    Shan got up to leave as other people were coming into the bar. They looked like tourists, not really knowing whether to sit and wait for table service or go to the bar. Observing this Alan thought, “yet another strange British custom.”
    He looked at Shan and whispered, “No mobile phone calls at all, no land line phone calls, no letters or faxes, no emails to anybody about this meeting or the money needed. It must all be word of mouth.”
    Shan slumped back into his seat, protesting, “How the hell can I communicate with my people if I can’t even make a telephone call?”
    “I don’t know, how do you think people did it before Alexander Graham Bell’s invention?”
    “Next you’ll be expecting me to train pigeons I suppose?”
    Alan looked around at the tourists who had now decided to approach the still arguing waiters behind the bar, then passed Shan a clipping from a recent edition of the Times newspaper and said, “Read that please, take your time; it’s important.” He picked up the clipping and studied it.
    “Death by remote control turns desert into fearful hideaway.
    Somewhere in the vast mountainous hinterland known as Yemen’s Empty Quarter, Mohammed Hamdi al-Ahdal is waiting for death from the sky. For months, one of Al-Qaeda’s most dangerous fugitives has been roaming the tribal lands that stretch across an unmarked border deep into Saudi Arabia.
    It is an easy place to get lost, but last week an unmanned Predator aircraft demonstrated to al-Ahdal – and other Al-Qaeda terrorists – that not even the emptiest of deserts is safe from an American strike.
    The remote –controlled assault last weekend on a Toyota Land Cruiser carrying six Al-Qaeda members along a dirt track killed Ali Qaed Sunian al-Harthi , better known as Abu Ali, one of two Yemen-based terrorists suspected by Washington of plotting the attack that killed 17 sailors on the USS Cole in Aden harbour in 2001.
    The other suspect is al-Ahdal, who remains at large yet now knows that the next time he shows his face outdoors a Hellfire missile travelling at 950mph might be the last thing he sees.
    After a difficult week that brought a flurry of new terrorist threats against America, Britain and other western nations, Officials were jubilant that a combination of precise intelligence and flawless technology had accomplished a long-awaited breakthrough in the hunt for Al-Qaeda outside Afghanistan.
    Despite lingering complaints at the summary nature of al-Harthi’s execution – and the revelation that Kamal Derwish, an American suspected of links to an Al-Qaeda cell in New York state had been among the other men killed in the car – the Predator strike opened a bold new phase in Washington’s secretive conduct of an unconventional war.
    After months of hints that the CIA, supported by American special forces, was preparing for action outside Afghanistan this was the first public sign that intelligence on the ground