When Maziar Bahari left London in June 2009 to cover Iran's presidential election, he assured his pregnant fiance, Paola, that he'd be back in just a few days, a week at most. Little did he know, as he kissed her good-bye, that he would spend the next three months in Irans most notorious prison, enduring brutal interrogation sessions at the hands of a man he knew only by his smell: Rosewater.
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When Maziar Bahari left London in June 2009 to cover Iran's presidential election, he assured his pregnant fiance, Paola, that he'd be back in just a few days, a week at most. Little did he know, as he kissed her good-bye, that he would spend the next three months in Irans most notorious prison, enduring brutal interrogation sessions at the hands of a man he knew only by his smell: Rosewater.
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