In a gray row of company housing on a dusty back street of the town of Kafr el Dawar in the Nile delta, a man answers the door, yet again. He wears a striped galabia and a look of exhaustion. "I am sorry," he says, "but I cannot talk. I am the father of Mahmud, but I don't know anything about him." Outside the house, a teenage boy says he is Mahmud's brother. Mahmud is not here. He left 14 years ago and never came back.
There is some doubt as to whether the brother is speaking the truth. Mahmud Abohalima,...
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