I’m in the driver’s seat of a 2.5-ton armoured truck somewhere west
of Baghdad in December 2007, navigating a main supply route used by the
American military. Next to me is a Lebanese private security contractor
named Abu Layla, who is monitoring the roadside for potential bombs.
Suddenly, we get ambushed – a “contact,” as contractors call a violent
encounter with Iraqi insurgents, sectarian fighters or al Qa’eda. I hit
the panic button on the dashboard, and our signal alerts the nearest US
military unit. I take…
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