 couple of shoves and I had the closet door open. What was inside didn't surprise me. Stack of small arms, Luger's, Mannlicher rifles, and cases of ammunition. Next, I tried the desk in the corner. The minute I cracked the top drawer, I had what I wanted. It was a list of various muezzins in Cairo. The top three names were scratched out and I figured they were the ones who had already died. Maybe the rest were next. But it didn't say why.