Chapters (49)
Decker said, “I called you about a half hour ago. Left a long, involved message on the machine about our going to Israel. Any of this sound familiar?”
“I haven’t picked up messages from the machine today.”
“So…” Decker let out a deep breath. “So you have no idea what I’m referring to, right?”
“Right.”
“So the obvious question for me is…why are you packing your clothes? I know the marriage has had a few rough spots, but…”
Rina laughed. “I’m going to New York.”
“Why? Somebody die suddenly?”
“God forbid, no! I’m going to visit Honey Klein’s village. This is something I just have to do, Peter. So don’t try to stop me. Something strange is going on—”
“Hold on!” Decker held out the palms of his hands.
“I’ve got to see for myself—”
“Wait, wait, wait!” Decker started to talk, but laughed again. “You’re packing to go to New York?”
“Yes. And I’m going. I’ve spent two hours making arrangements—”
“I’ll write you up as a contact and get you reimbursed.”
“What are you talking about?”
Decker said, “How about we strike a deal? On our way back from Israel, we’ll stop in New York. I may even be able to swing reimbursement for that if Davidson will buy my looking into Honey Klein’s disappearance. But I wouldn’t count on it.”
He was talking more to himself than to her. Rina said, “Peter, why are we going to Israel?”
“To look for the Yalom boys.”
“They’re there?”
“Well, darlin’, that’s what we’re going to find out.”
“We?”
“I need you, baby. I’m winging this on spit and prayer and I’ll drown without something to hold on to.”
He sat on the edge of the bed and explained the situation to her. When he was done, Rina said, “You have no contacts with the police?”
“Not a one.”
“And you have no idea where the boys are?”
“I have addresses of relatives on both Arik’s and Dalia’s sides and a lot of creativity. That’s about it.”
“Can I see the addresses?”
He took out his notebook, flipped through the pages, and handed her the numbers. After a moment, he said, “The areas are familiar to you?”
“Rahavia’s in Jerusalem. That’s no problem. Ramat Aviv is a suburb of Tel Aviv. I don’t know Tel Aviv all that well, but I can find my way around with a good map.”
Decker waited a beat. “Rina, the diamond center is in Tel Aviv, right?”
“Yes. The Bursa is in Ramat Gan, I believe.”
“The Bursa is the diamond center?”
“Yes. The Bursa is the diamond center.”
“Is that far from Ramat Aviv?”
“No. Not at all.”
“Is it open to the public?”
“I don’t think so. I think there are a few shops around the place where you can pick up some goodies.”