Juma stared down the barrel of the assault rifle and placed the foresight on the centre of the policeman’s back as the man bent inside the Land Rover’s cab to inspect the bullet hole in the roo£ The American was on the far side of the vehicle, out of Juma’s line of sight. He took up the slack in the trigger. The sight rose slightly as he inhaled, then returned to the original aiming point as he released his breath.
Juma cursed. It was not worth the risk He could kill the policeman, but then the American soldier would take immediate evasive action. The policeman was armed with an automatic pistol, and who knew what else was in the Land Rover. He released the pressure on the trigger, lowered the rifle and reapplied the safety catch. The American had been lucky. That was all. Better, in any
