THE sun had yet to reach its zenith that Friday. The prayer callers had also yet to go to the small mosques to summon their fellow Muslims to their devotions when a tense scene suddenly shattered the quiet of the hall in the offices of the Governor of Nanggroe Aceh Darussalam, in Jalan Teuku Nyak Arief, Banda Aceh. "Where is Marzuki Yahya…where is Marzuki Yahya?" three men armed with rifles shouted out at the tops of their voices.

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