
Returning to his office, Khalifa chewed on the china radish from the torshi packaging he bought on his way home from Hoth's villa. He picks up the phone and spins Ben-Roi's phone number. The phone rang four times, then was picked up by the owner. As usual, Israel does not want to bother with all the formalities.
“So?”
“Cannot get anything,” replied the egyptian.
“Damn it!”
“You alone?”
“What does it sound like?” Khalifa shook her head, asking if this man could build a sentence that did not only contain the oath. Never in his life....
“You met his brother again?” Khalifa asked, trying to keep her voice polite, not thinking too much about how rude this one Israel was.
“Just done.”
“Dan?”
“Person all. The man was a zombie. just sat there engrossed with his book while muttering something that sounded strange.” A female voice may sound Layla Al-Madani asks Ben-Roi what is being said and the Israeli replies aggressively, ’Wait a minute!’
“Nothing at all at home Hoth?” ben-roi's voice boomed in the phone line. “You sure?”
“Yakin,” Khalifa replied. “I've checked every inch of its part.”
“The garden?”
“Ya, that too.”
“How about ...?”
“And car. Hotelston. Iskandaria police had also checked his residence first. There's nothing else to check, Ben-Roi. Not in here. Not in egypt. There is nothing.”
“Yahh, you must have missed something.”
“Nothing is left unturned,” exclaimed Khalifa while tightening her fist. “I said, there's nothing here!”
“Yahh, keep looking.”
“When that's what needs to be done, yes! We have to find him. I should...” This Israelite came to a halt, all of a sudden, as if controlling himself from comments he did not want. There was a pause for a moment, then he started again, trying hard to keep his voice level.
“You know what the risks are. Keep looking.” The Egyptian held his hands helpless. Like talking to a fucking rock wall! He muttered with tightened lips, “Alright, well, I'll see later what I can do,” and move his body forward, about to put the phone handle.
“By the way, what book is it?” tanyakanya.
“What?”
“You said his brother Schlegel holds the book.” Silent for a moment, the Israelite was completely blown away by the question, then there were muttering words as he asked Layla. the next thing, was so loud that Khalifa kept the phone away from her ear, the sound of tires squeaking on the road as soon as the car changed direction, accompanied by a loud horn that hurt the ears.
“Ben-Roi?”
“Let me call again!” shouted the Israelite. Then, to Layla, “Why don't you...” Phone line disconnected.
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Themes Stories about “Love Parents, In Abandoned, Betrayal and revenge as well as Ambitious, large-scale adventures.
“Setting stories make sense, and storylines spanning thousands of years become a colorful backdrop to the difficulties its key actors face.”
“A thrilling and fun adventure quells cases that end up dragging on unexpected events, involving several Nations and Beliefs from three (3) Religions in the fight over the Holy Land with the gloomy and unsettled Politics of the Middle East, in interspersed with a momentary love romance story from the perpetrator himself.”
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