"I regret to tell I prefer coffee, my kind friend Sadiq; accident in childhood, siblings you know." Lancaster said back to Sadiq with his broken Pashtu, watching him walk away to call their target. In his mind, Lancaster was thinking how perfect this was going, just as perfect as he had anticipated of course. Lancaster looked at Thom, seeing the look in his eyes that told him he agreed, Mohamed Hassan was walking straight into their trap. 

As Sadiq came back to their company, Lancaster/Qadir had been finally given his cup of coffee, freshly pressed from local coffee farms. Lancaster took a deep breath of the smell, while listening to Thom and Sadiq having their conversation over possible cooperation as "traders". 
"Hussain is right, it is dangerous on borders. My father, Allah rest his soul, was captured by Russians while bringing...items across border during invasion. I did not see him for years, they torture and prison him, and when he come back, he different man. Americans is just the same, only then have eyes in sky. May Allah bring them to justice." Lancaster replied to Sadiq, in-between his sentences drinking his coffee and acting like he was trying to remain calm. Lancaster had no compassion for these kind of people, but faking it to complete a mission was by far accepted in the book. One day he would show that book to Liberty, but today was not that day. 

Lancaster heard Martin's voice through his ear-piece, while trying to look like he was actually listening to Sadiq. "Okay, I will think, like Hussain has said. The route is dangerous, but we both need money. If we do it safe, it can take many days, maybe week to get forward without being detected. But if we can make deal with you and your friend, we maybe can send first shipment tomorrow?" Lancaster stood up, taking with him his cup of coffee from the table. "Excuse me for moment, the coffee was good I'd like more." He excused himself to Sadiq and Hussain, walking over to the counter. As he walked, he pulled out a small, flat object from under his clothes, dropping it into his cup of coffee so it wasn't visible. He politely reached for the coffee and began pouring more into his cup. All they had to do was to wait for Hassan, and he would have a big surprise in for him. 

"Is someone at door? Your friend?"