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By Way of Deception

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BY WAY OF DECEPTION 161said I was staying at the Carleton Hotel, and wanted a meeting. Noproblem.Sure enough, the Britisher showed up along with another man,and the three <strong>of</strong> us talked for two and a half hours. The diplomatwas a landscaper by pr<strong>of</strong>ession and really anxious to help me. Hecame with the name and exact directions for where to find thegrave. He'd just assumed it was all legitimate and we even begandiscussing hiring him to stage the big battle scenes I supposedlywanted to make. I told him I would be leaving shortly, but that I'dcontact him within a month. My instructions had been not tocarry it beyond making contact and opening a door.My next assignment was to contact a man in East Jerusalem whohad a souvenir shop on Salaha Adin Street. I scoured the area,took pictures with a hidden camera, and became really friendlywith the guy, a PLO, which was why they wanted to know moreabout him.On another assignment, Itsik took me to an apartment building inTel Aviv and said there was a man in the third- floor apartmentwho had a guest with him and that I had 20 minutes to strike upa conversation with the guest."This is chutzpah," I said."Define chutzpah," said Itsik."You shit in front <strong>of</strong> the guy's door, then you knock on his doorand ask for toilet paper. That's chutzpah."I went to a nearby store and bought two bottles <strong>of</strong> Mouton Cadetclaret. I went into the building and checked the names on theboard, pressed one buzzer, and said I had a parcel to deliver for awoman."Oh, you're probably looking for Dina," said the voice. "Is Dinamarried?" I asked."No," came the response.I buzzed Dina's apartment, but happily, she wasn't home. I gotinto the building and started walking up the stairs: it was one <strong>of</strong>those buildings where you pass every door on the way up. When Igot to the third floor, where my targets were, I took one the winebottles, held it up high, then dropped it, making a loud crash rightin front <strong>of</strong> the designated apartment. I knocked on the door.

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