Shoot on Sight Page #7

(may God be your guardian).

Khuda Hafiz.

Oh, shucks.

Brother. Open the gate.

Open the gate.

Thank you.

I only need a few hours.

You've reached the

voice mail of Ruby Kaur.

I'm not available at the moment.

But leave a message

and I'll get back to you.

It's me. Are you in there?

Oh, hi.

Oh, why did you close your laptop?

Up to something wicked?

Just finishing my home work.

Do you fancy a break?

I'm going to go get some ice cream.

Come on, you know what they

say about all work and no play.

I'm sorry, I can't.

Okay.

Commander. Commander?

Thank you.

You have my condolences.

I know you two were close.

Any idea what she

was doing out here?

No.

Nothing to do with

the Hassan inquiry?

As I am sure, you know, I've

been removed from that inquiry.

Sir, we found this on her.

There's not much there.

Well, maybe the tech

can get something off it.

See that they do. Top priority.

Commander, you should go home.

Commander? Sir? Is there

anything that I can help you...

No worries. No worries. Commander.

Oh, sorry.

Hey! Well, Commander...

What did you find?

I was able to

salvage the memory card.

She made one phone call the

night she died to this number.

That's my number.

I might also be able to...

Just a minute.

These are all photos she

had her camera at the time.

Did she take any, yesterday?

There is one.

Here it is.

Junaid.

Oh, Tariq. What a surprise!

I know what you've

been up to, Junaid.

Junaid, I know what you're doing.

Yes, I know. I'm

watering the plants.

I found out you've been

meeting with Zaheer, Junaid.

I want to know why? I want to

know why he's coming to see you.

Zaheer? Oh, your nephew.

The peacemaker? How is he?

I hope he hasn't gotten

himself into any trouble.

What have you been

filling his head with?

That there will be virgins awaiting

him in paradise if he kills himself.

There will be songs

written in his name?

Listen, Junaid. He's a young man.

He's my sister's son.

He's my flesh and blood.

Do not try to influence him.

My friend, have you nothing in

your life you would kill for?

The house of Islam will

not be built on violence.

But if people like you

continue giving it a bad name...

One day, old friend.

One day, you have to decide,

are you a policeman

who happens to be a Muslim

or a Muslim who

happens to be a police officer?

For me...

You cannot be both. Now,

if you will excuse me.

It's time for my prayers.

You're not going anywhere, mate.

Really? You have some

evidence against me?

You can show yourself out.

Hello.

Is this D.I. Marber's house?

Yes, it is.

I am...

Oh, I know who you are.

Please come in, sir.

Thanks.

Danny.

Well, this is a surprise.

I see you've met my wife, Hannah.

Hannah, this is Commander Ali.

Pleased to meet you. Well,

I'll leave the two of you, then.

So to what do I owe this pleasure?

Have you come to

give me another lecture?

I need help.

Oh, from a racist.

No. From a realist.

No, that password didn't work.

Can you think of another one?

Try Jannat (heaven). J-A-N-N-A-T.

Access Denied.

Zara. Ismat. I-S-M-A-T.

We're in.

Blueprints. I don't

recognise this building.

I do. Galleria Shopping Centre.

Oh, no. That's where mum

took Imran for the book signing.

Oh, blooming hell.

I need a tactical squad to

the Galleria Shopping Centre.

We need to activate Operation

Crisis. On my authorization.

Yes, I take full responsibility,

just do it.

Oh, no. Susan's

phone is out of range.

I have programmed the

number in already.

Just press 'Send' to detonate.

You better keep it. I'll get it

back from you after I leave the bag.

Where will you leave it?

Wherever it will

inflict the most casualties.

Whoever the explosion

does not kill, the gas will.

Say it.

Say it, brother!

- Inshallah (if God wills).

- Inshallah.

- There you go.

- Thanks.

Hey, what's your name?

Imran Ali.

You're going to read this book?

Of course.

Yes.

Here you go, Imran.

- Thank you.

- Cool. Bye.

How are you doing? What's your name?

Good afternoon, gentleman.

I'm going to need

access to your cameras.

Daddy. I knew he'd come.

Imran, Susan.

Susan, I need you to take

Imran away from this place at once.

Is he one of yours?

No, he's not.

Where is that?

That's the boiler room.

Back of the second floor entry room.

Will you keep an eye out?

I'll best follow him.

You. Stop!

Move! Move! Move!

I'm police. You're surrounded.

Come out with your

hands in the air.

Out! Out! Everybody out.

Blooming hell, are you okay?

Mike to control, Mike to control,

Officer shot. Lower north hall.

Call ambulance. Over.

There's another one.

You killed my brother.

Darn you.

Zaheer! Zaheer! Stop! Stop!

Don't do this.

Zaheer, don't do this.

I beg of you, Zaheer.

Mamu! All I have to do is hit send.

Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Hold it!

Don't shoot! That's an order.

Move back. Back away now.

You do not want to do this, Zaheer.

Zaheer, you do not want to

do this. Please listen to me.

I am a warrior of Allah.

It is my duty.

If you do this Zaheer,

these officers will kill you.

Must you die, as well?

Imam would say it's a good death.

A righteous death.

So why doesn't he die himself, then?

Listen to me, my son.

A self-inflicted death

is a sin in Islam.

There is no paradise for those

who spill the blood of innocents.

Everyday. Everyday, the blood

of innocent Muslims is spilled

by Western governments

and their war on terror.

And you, you represent them.

Please Zaheer...

You are one of them.

Please. There is still time.

No.

Allah ho akbar.

Mom, Mom. I was so

worried about you.

It's all right,

baby. It's all right.

Where's dad?

And Zaheer? I'm so

happy you're okay.

If anything would

have happened to you.

I'm all right. I'm all right.

Assalum aleikum. When

they said I had a visitor.

I assumed it was my solicitor.

I have to know something, Junaid.

When did this happen to Zaheer?

When did you burn on this path?

Allah showed him the

path of enlightenment.

Junaid, I don't...

After his father died, you were

not around in Pakistan but I was.

I'm sorry about Zaheer.

He was a great soldier.

There will always be casualties

because we're in a holy war.

It's not my war.

It is, now.

How are you? Oh, I'm sorry.

That's a stupid question.

The press are calling you a hero.

You saved hundreds,

probably thousands of lives.

I would have gladly

settled for just one more.

You did a very hard thing, Tariq.

I cannot possibly imagine

what you must be going through.

No, you can't.

Try to take some comfort in the

knowledge that he gave you no choice.

There is always a choice.

I know it's early,

but I thought I'll leave these.

Your promotion has been confirmed.

Sir, I have a Fiona Monroe on

line one. She said it's urgent.

Put her through.

Representatives for the

family of Baqir Hassan

the young man shot

to death by police

on a London train platform

today, confirmed that

the police department

has agreed to pay an

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