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You go downstairs and see your family.

"Mom, why did you never tell me about Mossadegh?" you ask.

Your mother brushes the hair away from her eyes. Neither she nor your father are particularly religious and she does not wear a hijab (headcovering). Like many Iranians, they spend much of their free time listening to Rock n' Roll, reading newspapers, and going to the movies.

"Don't say his name," she mutters. "Don't ever say his name outside the home. That was a long time ago...we are in 1972. There's no reason to talk about him now. Things are different...we have the Shah again."

"But you worked for Mossadegh. Was he terrible?"

"No, I loved him. But you never know when SAVAK is listening."

"SAVAK?" You're confused.

"The walls have ears," she says quietly. She goes up into the attic and comes down with the box you rummaged through yesterday. She looks at you suspiciously. Silently, she hands you a drawing. "My friend Marjane drew this picture...it will give you an idea about SAVAK. They are the ones asking the questions...

You study the image, trying to understand who SAVAK is? Was it:

• The previous leader of Iran
• The Shah's secret service police