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...about 20 feet away, the assassins gave Qadir no chance for escape. His driver, Jaffa, floored the accelerator as high-velocity bullets sliced through the windscreen and panels of the 4x4, hitting Qadir in the head. Turning wildly to the right, the vehicle collided with metal poles lining the driveway, tearing them from the ground. The gunmen continued firing, pouring rounds through the rear window as the car careered along the footpath and crashed into a concrete wall at full speed. Jaffa's lifeless body was later pulled from the wreckage. Blood and brain matter covered the 4x4's dashboard...
...maybe 15 or 20 minutes." True to his word Qadir drove out of Kabul's Ministry of Public Works - his new cabinet portfolio - at 12:40 p.m. But he never made it on to the street. Two assassins with AK-47assault rifles were waiting in the bushes shrouding the driveway. As Qadir's dark blue Land Cruiser nosed out of the white grill gates they leapt up and opened fire. Two minutes later the gunmen were gone, Qadir lay dying and the country was once again in turmoil...
Minutes after the gate opened to the public, the line expanded until it stretched across the driveway and two more officers were called in to assist...
Sword training is over. The conversation has wound down. Cruise seems ready to get back to work. Standing at the foot of the driveway, he waves to the guard's station, and the gates slowly swing open. He doesn't shake hands--he hugs you goodbye and laughs when you bend the sunglasses he has hooked to his collar. He has been a perfect host, a forthcoming interview, unfailingly cordial. As you are driving away, you feel that you know him; that you have seen at least some of the man behind the curtain. But as the guard closes...
...come from a completely non-athletic family. In high school, my athletic activities were limited to playing innocuous, undemanding games of badminton or kickball. My parents pushed us to read and calculate, not to throw and run. My older brother erected a basketball hoop in our driveway that went unused after a year of initial excitement, and my brilliant, studious sister preferred the newspaper or a Jane Austen novel to a game of basketball or tennis. Both siblings ultimately turned out swell—I, in fact, became the black sheep of the family after they both graduated from...