The Sheikh

Dirty old men should not have the hots for preteen girls of either sex. It says that somewhere. Maybe not in the Qur'an or in the Bible, but somewhere. Sheikh Rahman al-Kabibble should have known that but if he did it didn't prevent him from declaring a fatwa that legalized the marriage of girls as young as nine years old to Muslim men, and then the old fool was off to the Osama bin Laden Madrassas for Girls to claim his preteen bride. He didn't know it but he was on a collision course with private detective Bernard Piffy who had just arrived in Gaza with a guardian angel puppy dog in a birdcage. The private eye was searching for Yasser Arafat's secret Fuhrerbunker and for Aisha Ahmad, the little girl that had won the heart of the ten-year-old version of the private detective in London and then had been dragged off to Gaza by her father. She was attending the bin Laden Madrassas. Piffy would run into Jimmy Carter and Che Guevara and be turned into a ten-year-old boy before he could get to the Madrassas. Things would get out of hand. There would be fender benders and roadkill. Stockton Bonds, the famous Agent Six-and-seven-eights, would be driving the Sheikh's limo. Her Majesty's Government had sent him to Gaza to track down the private eye and bring him to justice for offenses he had committed against England. They would meet at the Osama bin Laden Madrassas for Girls-Bonds, Piffy and the Sheikh. The Sheikh would change his mind about his bride to be. He would make a decision that would embarrass the girl, stun the private eye and rock the Madrassas to its foundations.