Iyman Faris - Brooklyn Bridge Plot

Brooklyn Bridge Plot

In late 2001, while in Pakistan, Faris went to a travel agency to have expired airline tickets to Yemen re-issued for several unknown colleagues. Since he wasn't the original purchaser, he claimed to be a preacher from Tablighi Jamaat.

In early 2002, Faris was introduced to an operative identified only as "C-2", and learned of a plot allegedly involving the simultaneous destruction of the Brooklyn Bridge by cutting through cables with blowtorches, and a second group that would derail a train in Washington D.C. Faris' investigations into obtaining the necessary tools for the dual-operation involved asking a friend where he might purchase welding equipment, and researching the structure of the bridge on the internet. He concluded that the operation was unlikely, and sent a message back to Pakistan calling off the plot, stating that "The weather is too hot".

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