The Last Good Man

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“We told her not to go. It was too dangerous. She told us it would be all right. There would be security.”

The gray-haired gentleman speaks in quiet syllables, each chiseled by the emotions he holds in check as he explains the circumstances that have brought him to Requisite Operations Incorporated, a private military company headquartered in Thurston County, south of Seattle. In a conference room elegantly appointed in dark-brown fabrics and hardwood surfaces, he recounts all that has gone wrong.

“The so-called security was a joke. Only six armed guards, none with adequate training, all murdered in minutes and now she’s their captive. They’ve made her speak their propaganda. They’ve put her under the veil, but it’s her. They don’t reveal her name, but it’s her voice, her eyes on the videos. My daughter, my precious Fatima. My only daughter.”

True Brighton, ReqOps’ forty-nine-year-old Director of Operations, sits at the end of the conference room’s oval table, an observer, positioned on the periphery of this conversation, there to evaluate the suitability of the proposed project and of Mr. Yusri Atwan as a potential client.

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