The Footprints of God
“Our El Al 747 had been left behind in New York. The corporate Gulfstream the Israelis had transferred us to was tiny by comparison, but far more luxurious. Rachel had been sleeping on a bed in the back since we'd left JFK. I wasn't so lucky. General Kinski had kept me up front, answering endless questions from the Israeli scientists. I badly needed rest, but since the Mossad chief could order the pilot to return to New York at any time, I had little choice but to cooperate.
Somewhere over A...rkansas, Kinski finally realized I'd endured all I could. I visited the toilet, then walked to the rear of the plane to join Rachel. She was no longer sleeping, but staring out a window at the endless carpet of cumulus clouds below us.
"Are you all right?" I asked.
She looked up at me, her eyes circled in shadow. "I thought they'd never let you go." I sat beside her. My throat was sore from talking, and my neck ached as though I'd been watching a film from the first row of a theater.MoreLess
Somewhere over A...rkansas, Kinski finally realized I'd endured all I could. I visited the toilet, then walked to the rear of the plane to join Rachel. She was no longer sleeping, but staring out a window at the endless carpet of cumulus clouds below us.
"Are you all right?" I asked.
She looked up at me, her eyes circled in shadow. "I thought they'd never let you go." I sat beside her. My throat was sore from talking, and my neck ached as though I'd been watching a film from the first row of a theater.MoreLess
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