Mission Tango by Charlie Wolfe

Author:Charlie Wolfe [Wolfe, Charlie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-31T22:00:00+00:00

Paris, France

Amir and Nubia took a flight from Ljubljana to Paris with one of the low-cost airlines. Nubia had never been to Paris so was not surprised to see the security measures that had been put in place at the airport since the series of terrorist attacks a few months earlier. Le Docteur’s presentation in Madrid shortly after these attacks gave her a good idea who was behind them. She couldn’t believe that these events occurred less than a year before, because so much had happened in her life. Amir had been to Paris several times and was impressed by the extra security at the airport. Their passports were examined closely by the grim-looking passport control officer. He saw their obviously Islamic names, Nubia Kamal and Amir El Hallili, and asked them what business they had in Paris. They answered that they were tourists celebrating their engagement to be married. He looked at the young couple, saw nothing suspicious beyond the fact that they were Arabs, and hesitated for a moment before stamping their passports and wishing them a good visit.

As they walked to the train station at the airport terminal, Amir told Nubia that things had changed in Paris. She answered, “I had never felt so unwelcome in my life as I did when this French official started asking questions about who we were, what we were doing, and so on.”

Amir laughed, “You should have seen the treatment I got when I left Palestine. I crossed into Jordan, but the Israelis at the Allenby Bridge treated me like a dangerous terrorist. They made me open my bags, took everything out, and examined each item as if it would explode in their hands. Then they took me behind a screen, made me undress, and examined my clothes. All these security measures were when I left the country. You can imagine what they will do if I ever return there and try to enter the country.”

They boarded the train that took them to Gare Montparnasse, and from there they took the metro to the Latin Quarter where Amir had made a reservation at a bed and breakfast near the site of some of the notorious terror attacks. Nubia compared the sites she saw in Paris with those she was more familiar with in Madrid. She liked the intimate compact center of Madrid but was impressed by lively Paris, at least the part of the Latin Quarter that she saw. The B&B was rustic—it contained a large bed, a small kitchenette with basic utilities, a bathroom, and a toilet with an unusually low bowl. The shower was so small that Nubia could barely wash herself without banging her elbows against the shower’s walls.

After they had unpacked, they were hungry. Amir asked what type of food she fancied that evening, and Nubia said she was ready for anything. Amir laughed. “Follow me, and you’ll see that just around the corner there is a small alley with a dozen different restaurants and several more places less than five minutes’ walk from here.

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