Two months ago I was a mandarin in a game administered by Erdal Öztürk. Next month he may be executed…
Political upheaval, war, and a shortage of sugar were coming to France.
…when men like that come for you, there are only two options: surrender or death.
…Chirac or no Chirac, I wasn’t going to die of stupidity in this hell hole.
Only power keeps the fragile barrier of civilization in place between our faith and our primal urges.
I may be the only American ever to get drunk with Muslims in the aftermath of a djinn attack.
As I would soon discover, the Czechs had high ambitions…
I felt a tinge of pity for the poor girl who may actually face imprisonment and death for what we did…
I gathered the team together and told them we would mount a hostage rescue mission that night.
The driver complied without waiting for my instructions. It was clear I was no longer in control of my own freedom.
A gentleman’s club seems an odd place for a black tie event. But there are no brass poles here, only wood panelling, leather-bound books, and a lot of culture.
…why, after 40 years of US training in basic infantry skills, did the Thai Army suddenly become capable of such complexity?