To Save the Nation by Robert E Kass

Author:Robert E Kass [Kass, Robert E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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ISBN: 9780985681418
Publisher: Carob Tree Press
Published: 2019-11-02T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

“WHERE TO NOW, GENTLEMEN? Time to relax?” Igor said to them once they were back inside the town car.

Winkler and Rollins looked at each other in amazement, then Winkler said, “What do you think, Luke? Do we open it right now, or wait until we get back to the office? I think we still have time to catch the last flight out this evening.”

“David, I don’t know about you, but I certainly wouldn’t be able to sleep if we really did have a letter from Ricardo Guttmann. Did you see the date of the rabbi’s signature? December 23, 1976. That’s about a month after the crash. That letter could be nothing, or it could hold the answers to a whole lot of questions.”

“Should we open it here?” asked Rollins.

“No,” replied Winkler. “This is too important.”

“You fellows like to go back to Russian restaurant for a little while?” said Igor, turning his head a bit as he kept one eye on the road. “They stay open late, close after midnight.”

“Sure, good idea. We’ve got time. Let’s spend a few minutes and see what this envelope is all about,” said Winkler. “It may well hold the key to a missing fortune.”

Within minutes the town car pulled up in front of the restaurant, and Winkler and Rollins got out, leaving Igor in the car. It was dark, and the off-again, on-again rain was on-again, pouring hard.

“We’re just going to have a drink and be out within half an hour,” said Winkler.

As soon as they stepped out of the car the driver made a phone call in Russian.

Once inside, they asked the hostess to seat them at a table in the back, in a relatively quiet section away from the main dining area. Though it was late, the restaurant was still full of patrons, mostly Russian. They each ordered a drink, which was delivered promptly, then turned their attention to the manila envelope and its contents.

“David, before you open it, let’s take some precautions. Let me slice through the envelope rather than breaking the wax seal. We may need to authenticate it. I’ve got a sharp pen knife.” Rollins pulled a small knife from his pocket, then put on rubber gloves.

“Rubber gloves, Luke? You certainly come prepared! But in a restaurant?”

“Second nature, I guess. You can never tell if we’re going to be dealing with evidence. I don’t want to contaminate whatever’s inside with our own fingerprints.”

Winkler looked on as Rollins neatly cut through the top of the manila envelope, pulling a smaller white envelope from the inside. The flap was unsealed, and the outside of the white envelope bore the rabbi’s name and address. There was no return address.

“Can you make out the postmark?” asked Winkler.

“Nope, it’s blurred. Let’s take a look at the letter.”

Rollins took the letter out of the envelope, three pages, single sided, in handwriting, with a separate sheet attached. Four pages total.

“David, it’s in Spanish! Can you read Spanish?”

“Not very well, Luke. How about you?”

“I can give it a try.

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