from Ezekiel. But he could not help it. His laughter grew as he dropped the flyer and clutched his hands together.
Rabbi Josh saw Professor Silver get out of a taxicab in front of the Ramban Hostel. “Levy!”
Silver turned slowly.
“You won’t believe what I discovered!”
“Yes?” He folded a bluish paper and put it in his pocket.
Rabbi Josh took his arm, and they strolled down the street. He described breaking into Masada’s room and finding the bar napkin. “If she suspects me, it means she can’t be guilty!”
They passed by a large poster showing a yellow Star of David, from which emerged a black fist with the middle finger sticking up at Uncle Sam.
“Let’s rest.” Silver pointed to a bench under a carob tree. “It’s very confusing.”
“There must be another explanation to what you heard.” Rabbi Josh was too hyped to sit, and he paced across the sidewalk and back. “Perhaps she was mocking Al.”
“I can tell the difference between mocking and-”
“But the note shows she suspects
“A contradiction in facts often has a simple explanation.” Professor Silver sat back, removed his black-rimmed glasses, and patiently rubbed the lenses on his shirt. “I heard them copulating, for God’s sake!”
Rabbi Josh cringed at the image. He still could not believe it.
“We know,” Silver continued, “that Al gave the money to the senator. We know what she did to Al later that night, after Raul was gone.”
The mention of his son pulled Rabbi Josh toward a cliff of despair, but he pulled back. “There’s another explanation.”
“She’s guilty. That’s the only explanation.”
“But Al loved Israel. Why would he help her hurt Israel?”
“But Masada’s so clever! She could have convinced Al that later on she would follow up with another article showing that the bribe actually came from haters of Jews who conspired to hurt Israel’s relations with America, which would make Israel the underdog and help it much more than a single law about mutual defense. You think Al wasn’t stupid enough to believe it?”
Rabbi Josh was confused. “That doesn’t explain the note I found in her room.”
“Al was in love. He would believe her if she said the earth was square. And you, my dear Joshua, suffer from a similar infatuation.”
“Is it that obvious?”
“I don’t blame you. If I were a younger man.” Silver smiled.
“But still, if she’s investigating me, how could she be the culprit?”
“A simple contradiction calls for a simple explanation.”
They reached the front steps of the hostel.
“Our Masada is in the center of an international crisis, and she’s very clever, isn’t she?”
The rabbi nodded.
“What would you do to confuse those who might break into your room?” Silver took the steps up to the entrance.
The rabbi caught up with him. “But the note was on the floor, like it had dropped out of a pocket or discarded!”
“
They collected their keys from the front desk and climbed the stairs.
“You underestimate Masada,” Silver chided Rabbi Josh. “She knows that the best defense is offense, she expects someone to break into her room at one point, either the Israelis or the media, so she leaves a fabricated note that conveniently incriminates you.”
The rabbi felt deflated. Silver’s theory was logical, but it didn’t reconcile with the Masada he knew.
Silver patted him on the shoulder. “Allow yourself to grieve in peace, my dear friend. Don’t worry about Masada and her crimes. The time will come for that, I promise you.”
Masada expected a punishing bump, but Colonel Ness managed a feathery touchdown. He had not said a word since ending their argument. After shutting off the engine, he turned to Tara. “Are you free for dinner tonight?”
“Well.” Tara tilted her head in feigned hesitation. “My schedule is quite tight.”
“I’ll pick you up at seven forty-five.”
“Make it eight.”
Ness pulled himself out of the helicopter into his wheelchair. They followed him to the parking lot. He rolled his chair onto the van. Masada noticed several antennas on the roof.
Back in Tara’s car, they followed the van as it merged into light traffic heading into the city.
Masada flexed her knee. The colonel had toyed with them, pretending he didn’t know Rabbi Josh. Was he toying with them now? She hoped he wasn’t. They needed a break.
Tara glanced at her. “You were a real bitch up there.”
“He deserved it.”
“Ex-lovers always deserve hell.”
“This whole place is hell.”
“Nonsense!” Tara laughed. “I love it here! What an incredible little country!”
“Are you drunk?”
“I’m serious! I expected Israelis to be rough and rude, but they’re really cool, definitely friendlier than any Europeans. And the technology and history and music, and all these handsome guys in uniform. I’m falling in love every five minutes!”
“I’m determined to continue to hate this place,” Masada said.
“So please don’t confuse me with the facts.”
Tara slapped her on the thigh. “Bad girl!”
At the intersection near the Central Bus Station, Ness turned left.
“He’s not going home.” Masada found a city map in the glove compartment. “We need a camera.”
“Funny you should say that.” Tara pulled out her phone. “I got a text message this morning from a cameraman who heard I’m in town.” She browsed down her message list. “Here it is:
Even though he had never been to Jerusalem before yesterday, its streets felt familiar to Rabbi Josh. Entering the Old City through the Jaffa Gate, he made his way through the market alleys by intuition. He followed their gentle descent, filling his lungs with the smoky, odorous air while the Arab vendors proclaimed their goods.
At the end of an alley he found stairs leading all the way down to the great plaza under the Wailing Wall.
The giant stones were still warm, even though the sun had descended behind the surrounding buildings. He joined a group for the afternoon prayer and swayed back and forth to the familiar tune. At the end, he recited the mourners’
He lingered near the Wall, reluctant to let go of the sense of peaceful familiarity.
“Good Sabbath,” a man said.
He looked left and right, finding no one.
“Down here.”
“Oh.” He recognized the elderly amputee who had laid a wreath at Raul’s funeral.
The man moved his wheelchair closer and shook the rabbi’s hand. “How are you?”
