"How did the meetings go?"

  "No more talking about those." The man handed what looked like fancy fashion shopping bags to "the little woman with a big voice" and disembarked.  In actuality it was a too warm coat, dirty underwear, and a pistol.  The gun purchased for self protection after violence in a ceasefire. 

  "Where you staying tonight?" 

  "With you, but not now.  Look, new toy." Said with many layers of meaning.  As yet not confident in the American military's wherewithall.  "It shows where those," he pointed to the sky, "are most coming from." 

  (i)POUND, POUND, POUND(i) and a voice, (i)EVACUATE, EVAC, NOW, GO(i)

  "WAKE HIM UP! NOW, please." 

    Thick, thick smoke, voices bleary.  "FIND SOMETHING METAL, GO, go." 

  "Missile?" 

  "Fire!  In basement," pointing (i)down, down(i), person out of breath.  Strangers on a high-rise stairwell. 

  "Saboteurs." 

  Just a glint of silvery metal in a flashlight.  Spurs on cowboy boots.