There were a number of things Amirah didn't know about the Bunker.

Did Amirah think that its spread could be held back by oceans?

If Amirah was aware of his contempt she hid it very well.

That moment flashed through Gault's mind as Amirah stepped into the tent.

You almost screamed like a woman. Amirah wiped drool from her lips.

Last thing they needed was Amirah knowing that they were on the way.

The Fighter was taking with him Amirah's newest strain, Generation Seven.

Did Amirah really have feelings for her brute of a husband?

Ahmed, Amirah's brother, was on the left, his face showing concern for his brother-in-law.

The nonessential functions shut down more quickly, Amirah said brightly.

Damn you, Amirah, he said, and without meaning to he mentally added, my love.

One final chance left to stop Amirah's doomsday scheme.

And as far as Amirah went, Gault could certainly sympathize with the brutish El Mujahid.

But so much of that hinged on Amirah staying within the confines of the operation.

He followed Amirah to another tent that was set very close to a rock wall.

What if Amirah had never stopped loving El Mujahid?