Mohammad Chaeeb spoke softly into his phone, telling a relative the grim news: He found his brother at the morgue.
“I saw him and said my goodbyes,” he said. His gaze lingered on the blackened body of Sami Chaeeb, whose teeth were bared and whose eye sockets were empty. It looked as if he had died screaming. “He doesn’t look normal. He doesn’t even have eyes.”
