Omar on the Rooftop
OMAR WAS WATCHING EVERYTHING that happened with Ali and in the street from the rooftop of an adjacent building. Two Arab-looking men flanked him. He was disappointed to see Ali still alive. “It appears that these LA cops cannot be relied on to get anything right, not even a simple execution, yet they talk of excellence and ridding the world of unwarranted elements!” said Omar, shaking his head.
Everything had gone as planned by Omar except for the fact that Ali was still alive. He had thought that, along with these two American lawyers, he would be able to get rid of Ali, too. Two shots were supposed to kill three people. He had never desired to kill Kelly; he had other plans for her. Ali was right when he had said to Kelly that they had been set up.
One of the Arab men sought instructions from him about how they should proceed in these changed circumstances. Omar did not appreciate the question and stared at the man. He was clearly frustrated on seeing Ali alive. “Thick-skinned animal! I cannot take him lightly!” yelled Omar.
Ali was proving difficult to get rid of, and Omar had not expected this. Ali was proving a hindrance, and a thorny one at that. He wanted his reward and Ali was keeping him away from it. He had answers to give. Failed plans were not accepted well by the higher-ups in the Establishment. He had already seen Ammar’s displeasure during the video conference on learning that Ali might still be alive. Another failure of Omar to eliminate Ali would very likely prove much worse for him.
After giving a thought to the question asked, he replied, “Contact one of our local people, find out where they will take him, and we will arrange a little visit. I think I will have to deal with him directly. I need to be more aggressive.”