At
10:00 in the morning Max pulls into Anoush’s driveway. He parks his rental car next to Anoush’s
vehicle. As he exits the car Anoush is
walking down the stairs towards him.
“Good morning, how
was your flight?”
“How do you know I
flew here?”
“Come on Max, I
wasn’t born yesterday. Is it too cool
for you to sit out here or would you prefer to go inside?”
“The picnic table
will be fine.” Both men head over to the
table and sit on opposite sides facing each other.
“We thought you
wouldn’t respond to my visit by the third week.
We were surprised when your e-mail came through the fourth week.”
“I’ve been quite busy,
as a matter of fact I am committed for two more months. Then I am available if I am interested. What are you looking to have done?”
Max looks around
which is a very natural human reaction when clandestine discussions begin to
take place.
“We have two
individuals we would like to have eliminated.”
“Why are you talking
with me? I’m sure an organization like
yours has many talented people.”
Max doesn’t respond
immediately. He senses Anoush is telling
him he suspects who he is. He’s not
about to confirm it. “I am only the messenger
I cannot tell you why that decision was made.
Someone above me tells me you have the potential to do the assignment.”
“Who are these
people?”
“One is Hezbollah and
one is Hamas.”
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