 A glance at the shadows told me there were others besides Jaroob covering for Kruler. So I followed along with Jaroob close behind. We went down some steps away from the party going on above through a narrow corridor to a door that Kruler opened. He motioned me in. I was face to face with a guest of honor. One Napoleon-sized, puffy, gimlet-eyed Egyptian politician sporting a monocle. El Marmaday.