The Dreadful Renegade: A Thrilling Espionage Novel (Techno thriller, Mystery & Suspense) by Charles Z David Page A
Authors: Charles Z David
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agent, that there were rumors of an operation by a fanatic Muslim faction, with ties to the Islamic State, against the moderate Muslim Ahmadiyya community that was seeking to hold a joint rally with the Jewish community for Peace-in-the-Middle East.
June 19 th , Oregon
It was close to one thousand miles from Pasadena to Portland, Oregon, and Nagib and Alia once more took turns driving and napping. They had left Pasadena the previous evening, avoiding the rush hour traffic, and made good time travelling along Highway 5, stopping briefly at the outskirts of Sacramento for coffee and services. The old Nissan they got from the used-car dealership in Pasadena did not cause any trouble despite their concerns about the 5-50 guarantee. They did not want to check into a motel and waste too much time so they continued north until they reached Medford, OR, where they parked in a quiet corner of a rest area and took a nap. Alia lay on the back seat and Nagib tilted the driver's seat as far as it would go and within minutes he was snoring as if he had no worry in the world. When dawn approached they woke up, had a steaming cup of coffee and continued north to Portland. As they passed through Eugene, OR, Nagib muttered a juicy expletive. When Alia asked him what came over him he said that the town's name reminded him of the guy from the NNSA who had interrogated him and appeared not to believe him. When they passed close to Lebanon, OR, Alia started laughing and when Nagib asked her why she was so happy she said that they were almost home as they were just close to Lebanon. Nagib joined her laughter and was pleased that she took the whole affair in her stride. As they reached Portland they debated whether to check into a motel there or make an extra effort and cross into Canada before resting.
June 20 th , Vancouver
The additional six hour drive from Portland to Vancouver was beyond their strength so they checked into a cheap motel, paid cash and went to their room. After resting for a few hours they woke up, took turns in the shower and went out for dinner at a fast-food joint near the motel. They turned in for the night and woke up refreshed, with new energies but with the same old worries. They realized that the sooner they got out of the US the better chance they had of avoiding being captured. Their biggest fear was that their photos and passport numbers were sent out to the US and Canadian border crossings. They decided to try and blend in with the many Canadians returning to Vancouver from their good paying jobs in the US and weave in with the busy afternoon traffic. They were surprised and relieved when this simple ploy succeeded and after entering Vancouver found a nice motel and celebrated their escape from the US.
They saw that their cash reserves were almost depleted and what they had left would barely suffice for airfare to Turkey. They couldn't use their credit cards because they correctly suspected that those were closely monitored, and although they were out of US jurisdiction they feared the US authorities would drum up some fake charges and get the Royal Canadian Mounted Police to detain and extradite them. Their only asset was the car they had bought in a trade-in deal in Pasadena so Nagib drove to a used car lot in Vancouver and the dealer at first did not want anything to do with it but when Nagib said that he desperately needed cash a transaction was made for about half the book value of the car.
Now they faced a new problem. Ever since 9/11 all airlines were suspicious of passengers who paid cash, of travelers who bought one-way tickets and of travelers that purchased their tickets shortly before travelling. In addition passengers with Arab sounding names were immediately suspected. Nagib and Alia suited all four criteria. However, when they checked the price of airline tickets from Vancouver to Istanbul they discovered that buying a one-way ticket was much more expensive than buying a round
June 19 th , Oregon
It was close to one thousand miles from Pasadena to Portland, Oregon, and Nagib and Alia once more took turns driving and napping. They had left Pasadena the previous evening, avoiding the rush hour traffic, and made good time travelling along Highway 5, stopping briefly at the outskirts of Sacramento for coffee and services. The old Nissan they got from the used-car dealership in Pasadena did not cause any trouble despite their concerns about the 5-50 guarantee. They did not want to check into a motel and waste too much time so they continued north until they reached Medford, OR, where they parked in a quiet corner of a rest area and took a nap. Alia lay on the back seat and Nagib tilted the driver's seat as far as it would go and within minutes he was snoring as if he had no worry in the world. When dawn approached they woke up, had a steaming cup of coffee and continued north to Portland. As they passed through Eugene, OR, Nagib muttered a juicy expletive. When Alia asked him what came over him he said that the town's name reminded him of the guy from the NNSA who had interrogated him and appeared not to believe him. When they passed close to Lebanon, OR, Alia started laughing and when Nagib asked her why she was so happy she said that they were almost home as they were just close to Lebanon. Nagib joined her laughter and was pleased that she took the whole affair in her stride. As they reached Portland they debated whether to check into a motel there or make an extra effort and cross into Canada before resting.
June 20 th , Vancouver
The additional six hour drive from Portland to Vancouver was beyond their strength so they checked into a cheap motel, paid cash and went to their room. After resting for a few hours they woke up, took turns in the shower and went out for dinner at a fast-food joint near the motel. They turned in for the night and woke up refreshed, with new energies but with the same old worries. They realized that the sooner they got out of the US the better chance they had of avoiding being captured. Their biggest fear was that their photos and passport numbers were sent out to the US and Canadian border crossings. They decided to try and blend in with the many Canadians returning to Vancouver from their good paying jobs in the US and weave in with the busy afternoon traffic. They were surprised and relieved when this simple ploy succeeded and after entering Vancouver found a nice motel and celebrated their escape from the US.
They saw that their cash reserves were almost depleted and what they had left would barely suffice for airfare to Turkey. They couldn't use their credit cards because they correctly suspected that those were closely monitored, and although they were out of US jurisdiction they feared the US authorities would drum up some fake charges and get the Royal Canadian Mounted Police to detain and extradite them. Their only asset was the car they had bought in a trade-in deal in Pasadena so Nagib drove to a used car lot in Vancouver and the dealer at first did not want anything to do with it but when Nagib said that he desperately needed cash a transaction was made for about half the book value of the car.
Now they faced a new problem. Ever since 9/11 all airlines were suspicious of passengers who paid cash, of travelers who bought one-way tickets and of travelers that purchased their tickets shortly before travelling. In addition passengers with Arab sounding names were immediately suspected. Nagib and Alia suited all four criteria. However, when they checked the price of airline tickets from Vancouver to Istanbul they discovered that buying a one-way ticket was much more expensive than buying a round
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