“Root.” Nicole had wormed her way into the yacht’s computer system earlier in the evening. For as vast as the ship was, its internals were fairly simple to navigate. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, and a red light on her screen turned green.

“Garage alarm is off,” she reported.

“Open the garage door.”

“Root,” Nicole said, acknowledging Cohen’s second order.

A little more tapping, and she watched an animation of a door sliding up. She halted its progress after 2 meters. No use making more noise than she already had.

“Five meters out,” Liora said.

Suddenly, the screens on the wall filled with greenish-black images from the night vision body cams on each operative as they stepped up into the boat’s garage. On K1 and K2, Nicole watched as Yaron and Doron moved to the tenders and the other watercraft and began disabling them. K4, S5, and S7 shifted around a lot as they removed their scuba gear. Then they swung out the door. The cameras now showed close-ups of the side of the yacht as they suctioned their way up its hull.

Team member S8 remained in the ocean with the underwater scooters. The monitors of K3, Dima, and S6 had Nicole’s greatest attention, though. They were the ones with the tracker that would lead them to Nir. But they couldn’t go anywhere yet. They needed to give K4, S5, and S7 time to arrive on the upper deck. Imri, K4, was headed for the helipad. The last thing they wanted was for Ali Kamal to escape aboard the helicopter before he had a chance to enjoy the fireworks. The two Shayetet commandos would scuttle the lifeboats. Once the three operatives cleared the railing to begin this work, Dima would go.

“Nicole, you’re ready for shutdown?” Cohen asked.

“Ready.” If there was any problem—gunfire erupted, someone was caught, another boat arrived—she was prepared to shut down the power throughout the entire boat. Lahav had also created a device that would scramble all cell service for a 1,000-meter radius. The tiny apparatus had been released by the rescue team on their trip in, and now it was deployed 30 meters from the yacht awaiting activation. Its only drawback was that it would sever communication with the team. In addition, he’d created a false automatic identification system signal, so to those monitoring the AIS, it would look like the boat was still there and doing just fine.

On the drone monitor, Imri and the Shayetet commandos came into view as they drew closer and closer to the top. A triple click sounded on the coms, and a light showed it was from Dima.

“He’s got a strong signal,” said Yossi.

Cohen answered, “Yes he does.”

“K4, you have a dirty approaching your position,” Liora told him.

Imri and the commandos paused. The guard looked out over the water, then moved to port.

Liora looked at Cohen, who nodded. “K4, S5, S7, proceed.”