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Back By Way of Deception
Chapters (84)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgments
  5. Character List
  6. February 2018
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. April 2018: (Three Months Later)
  18. Chapter 11
  19. Chapter 12
  20. September 2020: (Two Years Later)
  21. Chapter 13
  22. Chapter 14
  23. Chapter 15
  24. Chapter 16
  25. October 2020: (One Week Later)
  26. Chapter 17
  27. Chapter 18
  28. Chapter 19
  29. Chapter 20
  30. Chapter 21
  31. Chapter 22
  32. November 2020: (One Month Later)
  33. Chapter 23
  34. Chapter 24
  35. Chapter 25
  36. Chapter 26
  37. Chapter 27
  38. Chapter 28
  39. Chapter 29
  40. Chapter 30
  41. Chapter 31
  42. Chapter 32
  43. December 2020: (Four Days Later)
  44. Chapter 33
  45. Chapter 34
  46. Chapter 35
  47. Chapter 36
  48. Chapter 37
  49. Chapter 38
  50. Chapter 39
  51. Chapter 40
  52. Chapter 41
  53. Chapter 42
  54. June 2021: (Six Months Later)
  55. Chapter 43
  56. Chapter 44
  57. Chapter 45
  58. Chapter 46
  59. Chapter 47
  60. Chapter 48
  61. July 2021: (Three Weeks Later)
  62. Chapter 49
  63. Chapter 50
  64. Chapter 51
  65. August 2021: (One Month Later)
  66. Chapter 52
  67. Chapter 53
  68. Chapter 54
  69. Chapter 55
  70. Chapter 56
  71. Chapter 57
  72. Chapter 58
  73. Chapter 59
  74. Chapter 60
  75. Chapter 61
  76. Chapter 62
  77. Chapter 63
  78. Chapter 64
  79. Chapter 65
  80. September 2021: (One Week Later)
  81. Chapter 66
  82. Authors’ Note
  83. “It Was the Perfect Day—Until the Gunfire.”
  84. Behold Israel

Ravid Efrat, who had to be pushing 60 and was so rough he gave sandpaper a rash, asked, “So this Saudi prince chooses the victim, then demands that we serve as both hitman and patsy? All so we can fly our planes over his giant sandbox on our way to Iran?”

“That’s the deal.”

“And do we know why he wants this man killed?”

“No. He refused to say.”

Efrat nodded. “Yeah, I can live with that.”

Nir felt chills on his spine at the gruff man’s words. The truth was he was intimidated by all these guys—except for Abelman, who was more of a peer. They were legends. They were older and wiser, and they’d seen and done things Nir had only heard about after hours over bottles of Goldstar.

Again, the ramsad spoke. “The wheels are already set in motion for our attack on Iran, and word has been dispatched to our assets in-country. This must happen. We cannot take this back without losing an unacceptable number of our Iranian agents.”

He quickly looked into five sets of eyes. “I am giving each of you and your teams twenty-four hours to come up with a plan that will lure the target outside of Saudi Arabia, where he will be dispatched in a manner that says Mossad. We will meet here at this time tomorrow. Make sure your plans are foolproof, because, again, we cannot fail. Do you have any questions?”

“When is the strike happening? What’s our time window?” asked Nir.

“The timing of the strike is eyes only. Your deadline is August 24, a month from now. If this guy is still breathing after that, we’ll have to call off the strike, and some of our people in Iran will die.”

Geller looked down his side of the table. “Are we done here? I have another meeting to get to.”

They all stood, Nir’s side followed suit, and everyone filed out of their respective doors. Once in the hallway, Efrat said, “Nothing like a good competition to get an old man’s blood flowing. How about the winner buys a round for the rest?”

Bensoussan said, “I’m in on that. But only after the dirty is in the ground.”

The five men agreed to the wager, then separated to see what their teams would come up with.

Chapter 50

CHAPTER 50

CARL, MOSSAD HEADQUARTERS, TEL AVIV, ISRAEL—08:50 / 8:50 A.M. IDT

Meeting in 3 Nir thumbed on his phone, then hit Send and shot the text off to Liora.