There were men there, men in uniform.“Sam, these men are here to help us with your dad. Would that be okay?” he said. I nodded. I was beginning to... regain actual consciousness.“Yes,” I said. “I understand.”There was sudden flurry of activity. I thought it was sudden. The men in uniform were moving back and forth. I saw them take my daddy outside, out the front door. I knew what they were doing. I wished I wasn’t so ugly. I don’t know why I was thinking that; it had nothing to do with anything;. Alan, I’ll try to answer your questions, but I may have to refuse if they get too personal.’ ‘That’s fair enough. Let’s start with a very basic question. How did you happen to get into your current profession?’ Woah, that was a deep question! ‘It will take some time to answer that. Are you sure you have the time?’ ‘In this case, I will make all the time you need to answer. I really want to know.’ Well, for the next half hour I gave him all the gory details, right down to the point of me. The groups had to apply for the passwords and had to have connections to ISIS, Hezbollah or the Islamic brotherhood.Many of those email addresses were new, some were not; the ones that were not had come from the four computers we had taken in South Africa. Robert worked his way in though by using some of the contacts from the Prince’s computer.One web site was to be a dark web news site for the terrorists, the other was to be a terrorist forum with links to their email server located in - of. Itwas very dusty and my mum kept telling me off for getting my niceclothes all dirty. But she was smiling when she said that, so I thinkit was OK really.I went into my bedroom after tea and saw the sports bag that Sarah hadgiven to me in the corner by the bed. I had forgotten about it in allthe excitement of moving!I carefully shut the door, Good, I noticed that there was a bolt on theinside. I slipped the bolt across and ran over to the bag.I put it on the bed and quickly opened it.On top was.