Crusader One by Andrews Brian & Wilson Jeffrey

Author:Andrews, Brian & Wilson, Jeffrey
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781477809051
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2017-12-04T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

Tel Aviv

May 10

1145 Local Time

“We’re going the wrong way,” Jarvis said to the driver, a heavily muscled Mossad operative who had introduced himself simply as Beck. “The restaurant is south.”

“The Director picked a different location for your lunch meeting,” Beck replied, intent on trying to maintain the ruse that Jarvis had already seen through.

As they drove north through Tel Aviv on Namir Road, Jarvis deduced that he was being driven to Mossad headquarters. This change in plans was not necessarily a good sign. He wondered if something had gone wrong. Had the operation to capture Modiri been scrubbed? Or was it something even more ominous? Was an attack on Tel Aviv imminent and Harel was bringing him in before the rockets started to fall? He angled his head to look at the driver’s face in profile, checking for physical clues indicating anxiety, fear, or nervousness, but Beck was a statue.

They took the Glilot Ma’arav Interchange and looped around what appeared to be a regular office park, but Jarvis knew otherwise. They proceeded to the rear of the complex and then through two heavy automated gates that opened on approach without any apparent action on Beck’s part. An armed security detail stopped them partway into a funnel-shaped concrete tunnel that, on cursory inspection, looked like it was designed to survive a sizable blast by directing all the explosive energy back out the flume. Beck turned over his ID card while a second guard walked around to the passenger side; Jarvis fetched his passport from the inside flap pocket of his sport coat, lowered the window, and handed it to him. Three minutes later, they were inside. Before being delivered to Harel, Jarvis had to be scanned at a formal checkpoint and loiter in a lobby while Mossad security ran the requisite background checks. Just when his patience was finally beginning to wane, Beck led him to an elevator bank that descended seven stories beneath the lobby level. When the doors opened, Harel was standing in the hallway tapping his foot.

“What the hell took so long?” the Mossad Director said to Jarvis’s companion, his voice ripe with irritation.

“Everyone is being extra careful today, Chief,” Beck replied.

“Okay, okay, thanks for playing chauffeur, Beck. That will be all,” Harel said with clipped impatience, turned, and waved for Jarvis to follow him. With the handoff complete, the Israeli spymaster led him down the underground hallway to a security door flanked by two guards kitted up for battle. Beside the door was a sign in Hebrew that Jarvis translated to Combat Operations Center. The senior-ranking guard nodded at Harel and greeted him with a simple “Chief.”

“How are the kids?” Harel said, pausing at the threshold.

“Good, sir,” came the guard’s reply.

“And Greta?”

“She’s as busy as ever.”

“Mothers of three usually are. Make sure you head straight home after your shift,” Harel said, putting a hand on the young man’s shoulder. “It could be a crazy night.”

“Yes, sir,” the guard said with a nod. “And thank you, sir.”

Harel

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