Free Tehran Decree by James Scorpio Page A

described in detail the Iranian leader’s decree and its
deadly conditions, but actually named some of the terrorist leaders
in the field.
    One problem immediately bugged him; was the
information genuine, or was it an elaborate fake? He asked himself
the question...why would they fake it? The more he thought about it
the more it took on the colour of the truth. Perhaps in their
wisdom the Iranian hierarchy had allowed the information to trickle
into American hands for reasons of their own. This was clearly a
long shot. It wasn’t Iranian style...a bit too subtle for the
Islamic hierarchy or the extremist clique.
    He pondered the different options open to him. If no
action were taken it would be an opportunity lost on complacency,
on the other hand, if appropriate action were taken it could result
in a monumental political coup. He squinted at the names and
particulars moving quickly down the text.
    One particular listing stood out of the page, it was
a man by the name of Farid Hassan Kazeni, who lead an Australian
group. His mobile phone number was clearly displayed after his
name. No details of size or armament of this particular group were
given.
    Although Australia had instituted an armistice on
privately held firearms some years ago there were still large
numbers of illicit weapons available on the black market. Also the
illegal importation of arms into Australia was virtually impossible
to contain, due to its extensive coastline, which presented
unlimited opportunities for budding arms smugglers as well as
illegal immigrants.
    The president was in mortal danger, a tentative study
had revealed that as good as the secret service were, they would
have great difficulty in dealing effectively with an all out attack
by a well trained paramilitary force.
    Equally, it would be impossible to guard the
president with an effective well armed force unless his movement
were severely limited. The secret service was simply a mobility
compromise and worked well for the average assassin, providing the
president was not unduly exposed. But the other alternative
continued to plague him, the whole message could be false, few
revelations of this magnitude had ever been hacked out of
insurgents, even those who were literally tortured to death never
revealed so much. Allah certainly had a pronounced strangle hold
over his minions.
    It could also be a diversion for something far bigger
and nastier. But the information could not be ignored -- 9/11 was a gross example of what happens when crucial information
was systematically ignored. It also revealed some of the hidden
limitations of the human species. Situations were becoming too
complex for mere humans to handle effectively. The human anatomy
actually needed an additional brain to cope with the worlds ever
increasing Information Technology (IT). Massive resources costing
billions of dollars and involving millions of people were employed
in the security of the country. The lives of whole of the US
population were based on this massive technological infrastructure,
and yet, in the end, it all boiled down to the whims of one very
vulnerable man.
    Jenkins sat back in his chair and continued to think
about the implications of the information he had just received.
Uncannily one of the first things to come to mind, was the British
SAS motto.
    At one point in his young career he had met a young
SAS service man on holiday in the UK. During payment for a round of
beers the man had flashed his wallet full of English pound notes.
It was his army pay and he wanted to spend as much as possible
before he went back to Belize, where money was extraneous to ones
needs. But his wallet had something far more interesting to the
young Jenkins. It was embellished with a polished SAS cap badge.
The simple design and motto imprinted on the metal stuck in his
mind. It had remained there throughout his political career and now
it had resurfaced. ‘He Who Dares Wins’ it boldly proclaimed,
it equated with phrases