“Yeah, I forgot about him. Where the hell is Gold in all of this? And why was Milligan looking for him?”

Rina paused. “Peter, I have a thought.”

“Shoot.”

“What if Yalom found out about Milligan’s plan to blow up the Bursa? Wouldn’t that be a reason to want him dead?”

Decker waited a beat. “Absolutely.”

“Suppose Milligan thought that maybe Yalom had told his sons…or possibly Gold…about the terrorist plan. Couldn’t that be the reason why Milligan was looking for Gold…or the boys?”

“Absolutely.”

“So maybe that was the reason why Milligan was dealing with Yalom directly. Maybe he was blackmailing her over the Bursa plans.”

“But you can’t blackmail someone for something that hasn’t happened.”

“Maybe she murdered him so she could make it happen. And maybe Arik’s sons found out about it and that’s why they ran.”

Decker ran his tongue in his cheek. “There’s one way to find out. While I’m at the police station, I have a job for you if you’re interested.”

“What?”

“Find Gil Yalom…talk to him.”

“Talk to him about what?”

“See if you can get him to tell you what’s going on.”

“How do I do that?”

Decker shrugged. “It’s intangible. Each person’s different.” He paused. “Hell, even if you can’t get him to talk about the case, just go visit him. Give him some sympathy. The kid’s parents were murdered, he’s scared shitless. He’s a sensitive kid, Rina. Did I tell you about the poetry he wrote? Full of longing and hope for a better world.”

“That’s so sad.”

“Last night he was in terrible shock. Maybe he’s been that way since his parents were murdered. It was Dov who had made the phone calls to his cousin and grandparents. Find Gil. If for no other reason than to tell him he’s got people on his side.”

Rina nodded. “How?”

“You might try calling up the Yaloms. They might know which hospital Gil was admitted to. They might tell you.”

“They’d tell you as well as me. After all, you were the hero yesterday. You’re in today’s paper, you know.”

“I am?”

“The Jerusalem Examiner here. Someone showed me a copy while you were with Kreisman in the Bursa. Apparently, you were here with your wife on vacation, and you just happened to be visiting Or Torah Yeshiva. Suddenly you noticed a suspicious man.” Rina sang out. “Duh-da-duh-duh.”

“I never talked to any reporter.”

“Then someone talked for you. They didn’t quote you. So maybe they got the story from Moti Bernstein.”

“We’re here on vacation, huh?”

“Must be true,” Rina said. “I read it in the papers.”