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Once the two men were outside Urda said, "He's talking."
"Good, but is he telling us anything useful?"
"I think so. He's their computer guy. That's how he knew who you were, by the way."
"How so?"
"They asked him to get his hands on everything the press wrote about you. They wanted to know about your wife, and he was told to find out where you lived."
A look of proprietary concern spread across Rapp's face. "And did he find out where I live?"
"I don't think so."
Rapp looked back in the tent. None of this came as a surprise to him, but it was still worrisome. He would have to look into it further, but right now there were more important things to deal with. "Did he say anything about where they got this bomb, or how they transported it to the U.S.?"
"Not so far."
"Then what has he been talking about?"
"The cells they have in the U.S." Urda raised an eyebrow.
Rapp liked the sound of this and motioned for Urda to spill the beans.
"He explained how they've been contacting their people in the states via e-mail. He can give us the accounts they were sending the e-mails to, and he said something else very important."
"What?" asked Rapp.
"Supposedly, somebody big was going to America to help carry out the attack."
"Did he tell you who?"
Urda nodded. "Mustafa al-Yamani."
Rapp's hands balled into tight fists upon hearing the man's name. "How and when?"
"They knew they couldn't get him in on a commercial flight so they were going to do it by water."
"How?"
"I haven't got that far yet."
"Let's get back in there and find out."
Urda reached out and grabbed Rapp's arm. "Take it easy on him. He thinks you're the devil and I'm not exaggerating."
"I'll go easy on him so long as he cooperates."
Urda took his seat at the small table and Rapp grabbed a folding chair, flipping it around backwards and sitting down between the two men. "Ahmed," started Rapp in a calm voice. "As long as you tell me the truth, you have nothing to fear. How did Mustafa al-Yamani plan on entering America?"
"By boat." The young Pakistani slid his trembling hands under the table.
"Do you know when?"
"Yesterday."
Rapp remembered that Abdullah had told him the bomb was to have arrived yesterday. "Was he accompanying the bomb?"
Khalili shook his head.