Closer by, Sergeant Hulegu was scanning the area herself, while Spunkmeyer was petting one of the plastic sheep."They're not real, Spunkmeyer," a voic... called out from above. Blake looked up, and saw Dent sitting on top of a 20 foot cross.Hulegu walked up to him. "Something wrong, rook?" It's creeping me out, Sarge," Blake confessed. "A Christian amusement park?" So?" she shrugged. "I thought you were Christian." Technically, yeah. I'm a Unitarian," he explained. 'A lax Unitarian, to. "A head shot that destroys the cerebral cortex will freeze their muscles so their fingers can't twitch and fire their weapon. I think one or two of them will pull their barrels away from Mary and Pam to shoot at me. That will only leave two that I need to take with a head shot."Clevis could only shake his head in frustration and worry as the pair of them walked up to the group gathered behind a swat van."Detective Jordan," The big, ruddy faced police captain growled. "Would you please explain. Supposedly, we’re the worst of the worst and deserve no pity. Somalis are seen as troublemakers by all other immigrant groups in Canada. We’re second only to the Arabs in terms of being almost universally disliked. Kind of makes one proud, doesn’t it? Omar Laban and I met while I was hanging out in the City of Edmonton, where my sister Khadija lives with her husband, a Turkish guy named Mehmet Selim. I was walking to the bus station after a two-day visit in the Selim household, and my bus was. “pehle aap apna computer band kijiye, ” she continued.So, I closed my laptop. She came near me and sat on my bed, while I was at my work table. She said, “main aap se jo bhi puchhugi please mujhe sach sach jawab dena.” “Haan main such hi jawab dunga, kasamse,” I replied. With a little nervousness in her voice she asked, “meri mummy ka aur aap ka chakar chal raha hai na?” I was astonished and dumb-founded by the question. “Tu yeh kya keh rahi hai?” I enquired. She continued,”dekhiye muje sab.