CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
7:20 p.m. West Africa Time (1:20 p.m. Eastern Standard Time)
Far Outskirts of Maiduguri
Borno State, Nigeria
“Who do they think we are?” Ed Newsam said.
The city of Maiduguri was bleak, seemingly comprised of little more than corrugated metal fencing, wooden shacks, and low-slung concrete block buildings. The streets were dusty and hot, and the evening gave no respite from the heat. Stray dogs lay half-starved and half-asleep in the gutters.
There were few, if any, formal businesses. People turned to stare as the open-air Nigerian Army jeep rumbled slowly past, two white men and a giant black man, all in dark jungle camouflage, riding inside.
Paul Dunn was in the driver’s seat, one hand on the wheel, one hand working the gear shift. The streets of the city were an
