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Sheldon Cohen. Holy Warrior Trojan Horses
CHAPTER 1. Madison, Wisconsin, Ben Marzan
CHAPTER 2. Hari and Lois Marzan:
CHAPTER 3. Psychological evaluation:
CHAPTER 4. Psychological impression:
CHAPTER 5. Decision
CHAPTER 6. RUSSIA, Anatoly Shenko:
CHAPTER 7. CHECHNYA Abdul Saididov:
CHAPTER 8. PAKISTAN, The Imam
CHAPTER 9. Back home
CHAPTER 10. CHICAGO, Steve
CHAPTER 11. Sami Ghattara
CHAPTER 12. CHICAGO Amanda Galinski M.D. Jason Pollard M.D
CHAPTER 13. A relevant clinical story
CHAPTER 14. Small Pox
CHAPTER 15. Anthrax
CHAPTER 16. Detective Richard Galinski
CHAPTER 17. Afghanistan-Pakistan border
CHAPTER 18. Terrorism methodology
CHAPTER 19. A night on the town
CHAPTER 20. The last two Trojan Horses, Joe and Jenny
CHAPTER 21. Ben and a clinical diversion
CHAPTER 22. Ahmed
CHAPTER 23. Hamas and Jami Alemadi
CHAPTER 24. Jamal Abu Hadid
CHAPTER 25. Terrorism methodology
CHAPTER 26. More Trojan Horse territories
CHAPTER 27. Alama Aziz
CHAPTER 28. FLORIDA Bart
CHAPTER 29. The Trojan Horses
CHAPTER 30. Victim number one
CHAPTER 31. Victim number two
CHAPTER 32. Victim number three
CHAPTER 32. All hell breaks loose
CHAPTER 33. Amanda falls victim
CHAPTER 34. Ultimatum
CHAPTER 35. Epiphany
CHAPTER 36. William Vladic, FBI
CHAPTER 37. Madison, Wisconsin
CHAPTER 37. Assessment
CHAPTER 38. Trojan Horses meet
CHAPTER 39. The gauntlet is laid down
CHAPTER 40. Abel Gondorf, Homeland Security
CHAPTER 41. Message number two
CHAPTER 42. Ben beakdown?
CHAPTER 43. More evidence
CHAPTER 44. Deadline approaches
CHAPTER 45. Assessment
CHAPTER 46. Waziristan
CHAPTER 47. Final instructions
CHAPTER 48. More
CHAPTER 49. Final preparation
CHAPTER 50. Waziristan
CHAPTER 51. The last mile
CHAPTER 52. Endgame
CHAPTER 38. Waziristan
APPENDICES
APPENDIX 1
APPENDIX 2
APPENDIX 3
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Ben Marzan, while walking down his high school corridor with head down and deep in thought, bumped into a fellow student. His large brown eyes stared for one second, and without a word, change of expression, or thought as to whose fault it might have been, he lashed out, striking the student’s right cheek with a powerful closed hand. Ben had much more strength than his lean, five-foot-nine inches would lead one to expect, for he worked out with weights at the gym three times per week; a faithful ritual that his compulsive life style demanded. His much taller and heavier opponent reeled back for a second, regained his composure, and with eyes burning fire grabbed Ben’s ponytail, threw him to the floor and landed on top of him with one hand holding him down and the other brought into position ready to strike. However, before Ben’s opponent could unleash the angry blow, the hateful expression on his face morphed into one of shock and surprise, when Ben wrapped both of his legs around his opponent’s waist and thrust him to the side with a rapidity and leg strength that brought a look of amazement to the crowd of students in the hallway. Ben then grabbed his opponent’s right arm and twisted it until he cried for mercy. It took three other male students pulling them apart to save the hapless victim from, at least, a dislocated shoulder. Two teachers, attracted by the noise, grabbed Ben by both arms, and accompanied him to the principal’s office. He went without resistance, staring into space.
When the principal saw him, he sighed, shrugged his shoulders and said, “It’s you, Ben? What a surprise. Have a seat.” Both teachers explained what they had witnessed. Ben sat with head down staring at his palms.
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There was no response from Ben as he turned around and walked out of the office leaving the principal staring at his back.
Relegating this interlude with the student and principal to the ash-heap of experience, Ben Marzan walked to his high school locker to pick up his gym bag. He would spend an hour after school working with weights at the nearby health club, something he had been doing ever since his freshman year almost four years ago. It had become a ritual, and missing this hour would only happen, as he liked to say, ‘in a dire emergency.’
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