166 / VICTOR OSTROVSKY THF OTHER SIDE OF DECEPTIOX / 167The room was almost identical to the one I'd left behind in Washingtonexcept for the selection on the television. I was hoping to getIsraeli television, but it wasn't available. On the radio, however, Icould hear the Voice <strong>of</strong> Israel and almost all the <strong>other</strong> stations, includingAibi Natan's Voice <strong>of</strong> Peace.' There was a basket <strong>of</strong> fruit in theroom and the windows <strong>of</strong>fered a beautiful view <strong>of</strong> the desert night.The air was warm and had a sweet taste to it. I took a shower andordered a dinner that consisted <strong>of</strong> humus and kufta, which I knew betteras kabob. I was seated at the small table the waiter had rolled inwhen there was a knock on the door.It was slightly more than one hour from the time Albert had leftme at the elevator. I got up and walked to the door. Through the peephole,1 could see Albert and an<strong>other</strong> man. I unlocked the door andstepped back into the room. Albert and three <strong>other</strong> men walked in;apparently, two had been standing to one <strong>side</strong>, out <strong>of</strong> sight <strong>of</strong> thepeephole. They shook my hand, nodding and smiling, then walked inand sat around a small c<strong>of</strong>fee table by the French window. After theintroductions, they all insisted I finish my dinner. I <strong>of</strong>fered to ordersome food for them. They said they would eat after their friend Fadllalhad joined us.They asked if they could smoke, and within minutes the room wasfilled with the familiar cigarette smoke. It appeared they were all smokingMarlboros. I stuck to my Camels. One <strong>of</strong> the newcomers was ayoung chap <strong>of</strong> about twenty-five; he was apparently the assistant <strong>of</strong> aheavyset man in a black suit whose smile seemed to have been tattooedonto his face. The third looked like Albert's older br<strong>other</strong>, with silverhair and gold-rimmed glasses. By observing their posture and manners, Icould easily see that they were <strong>of</strong>ficers. I politely pushed away what wasleft <strong>of</strong> my food, explaining that I'd in fact eaten on the plane and wasn'tthat hungry. The truth was that I was very hungry, but I'd decided to getthis thing <strong>of</strong>f on a good footing and eat later, when they did."So, Isa." The heavyset man turned to me, patting his mustachewith one hand. At this point, I realized that we all had mustaches, all<strong>of</strong> which were very much alike except for the one belonging to theman who looked like Albert, which was a longer, British-style mustachewith what seemed to be waxed sharp ends pointing up."I read the report Zuhir sent in," continued the man, "and 1 findthar we have so much to talk about, I just don't know where to begin.What would you recommend we do first?"1. Voice <strong>of</strong> Peace: Pirate radio station anchored out<strong>side</strong> Israeli territorial waters.1"Well." I took a cigarette out <strong>of</strong> my pack and tapped it on thetable. "What I would recommend is to see what it is I can't do foryou, so that you don't have expectations that I can't meet.""Sounds logical," the one with the sharp mustache said, looking atthe older man. "What, for example, do you think that we would liketo know and you cannot help us with?"I could see where this was going. It was a very good technique.One <strong>of</strong> the biggest dangers in questioning is letting the person beingquestioned in on what you do and don't know. They handled thistechnique well, not revealing anything about themselves."First, I assume you would like to know if the Mossad has agentsin your midst and who they are.""That would be a fair assumption," the youngest one said."Well, I can tell you that according to the reports, there are manyagents in your system, mainly in the field command. Because <strong>of</strong> theway the Mossad is constructed, I couldn't know who they are unless Iworked directly with them, in <strong>other</strong> words, unless they were myagents. I can tell you I was never in that position, so I can't help youthere. I can, however, put your mind at ease in one regard, and that isthat intelligence <strong>of</strong>ficers are not good targets and are rarely sought bythe Mossad.""And why is that?" the heavyset man muttered."Well, they are usually suspicious and on the lookout, they arewell aware <strong>of</strong> the techniques used, and once they have been recruited,they don't have thar much information that is vital to the big picture.They usually know more about you than about their own country. So,in <strong>other</strong> words, the results are not worth the hassle."There was a knock at the door. All eyes turned to it, and I wantedto get up and open it, but Albert stood up instead. "I'll get it. It'sprobably Fadllal.""So, you were saying," the young man said, as though he wantedto keep the conversation going. I turned to face him. "What I said wasthat I can't really help you much in the way <strong>of</strong> names."I could hear the door open and a short conversation at the door inwhat sounded to me like an angry voice that Albert was trying to calmdown. I saw astonishment in the faces <strong>of</strong> the people facing me. BeforeI could turn my head around to see what was going on, I felt somethinghard press against my head, almost at the top. A strong handgrabbed the back <strong>of</strong> my collar. The man said something in Arabic thatsounded like an order <strong>of</strong> some kind. The voice was harsh. I could feelall the blood rush out <strong>of</strong> the top half <strong>of</strong> my body and the cold sweateverywhere.
168 / VICTOR OSTRO\'SKY"What the fuck is going on?" I called out, making sure not tomove my hands. It seemed to me that the gun was <strong>of</strong> small caliber, buteven a twenty-two at this range was more than enough to scramble mybrains. I had no idea what was going on, and I forced myself not to tryto figure it out. I had no doubt that I would be told in a very shorttime, or I would be shot, in which case it really didn't matter much.Albert translated, trying in vain to imitate the harshness <strong>of</strong> theman's voice. "He says you are a Mossad agent and that you are hereto trick us.""It's not a secret that I come from Mossad." I was trying to keep atremble out <strong>of</strong> my voice; I could feel my bottom lip getting stiff withfear. "I mean, if I wasn't, would we all be here?""He says you are here to trick us; he says he has it from a goodsource."This was it, as far as I was concerned. Either the man was bluffingor else he had something. If he did, there was nothing I could do. Itwasn't as though I was on a legitimate job for the Mossad, in whichcase some political safety net could be thrown in to save me. If theMossad got their hands on me, they would probably do the samething to me that the Jordanians would, and no one would say a word.I put the cigarette I'd just taken from the pack into my mouth; I hadn'tyet had a chance to light it. Moving only my eyes, I looked at Albert,and with the best smile I could muster, I said, "Tell your man to shootme or light my cigarette, whichever, but please do it fast. I need asmoke."Everybody in the room began to laugh, the gorilla with the guntoo. He put the gun back in his belt and moved to stand in front <strong>of</strong>me. His hand was outstretched, and he was grinning. "It is my job totry and catch you, see?" he said in English. "No hard feelings, Ihope?"I took his hand and shook it hard. "None at all. You do your job,and I'll do mine." He took a lighter out <strong>of</strong> his pocket and lit mycigarette."Can we get something to eat around here?" Fadllal said in a loudvoice. "Why don't you just order a table," he said to Albert. "We aregoing to be here for some time."When Albert went to the phone to make the order, Fadllal turnedback to me. "Tomorrow we will see if we can really trust you. Thetwo <strong>of</strong> us will go on a day trip, and then we will know for sure.""Where are we going?""That you will see tomorrow. Now we will eat, andn-he openedthe small bar in the room-"have a drink. What will you have?"THE OTHER SIDE OF DECEPTION / 169"I'll have a tequila, if there is one."There was more than one, and we all had a drink except theheavyset man and his assistant, who declined on religious grounds."So, Isa, what can we do about the Mossad agents that we have inour midst?""You can find them." Ephraim had gone over this with me severaltimes; we were not giving them anything that they couldn't arrive aton their own. It was standard procedure, and there was no wayaround it. But coming from me, it was like hearing it from the burningbush. If they did follow the procedure I was recommending, agentswould be falling out <strong>of</strong> the few trees they had in this piece <strong>of</strong> desert,something that would more than likely force a reevaluation <strong>of</strong> theMossad leadership."Well," asked Albert, sipping his brandy, "how do you proposewe do that?""First you have to identify the group they belong to. What I meanis, there are several types <strong>of</strong> agent. One is the basic type, working in amenial job at a hospital or a fire department. He could pass on what iscalled tactical information. For example, if a hospital gets ready totake in casualties by expanding the number <strong>of</strong> beds it has, or the firedepartment calls in the reserves, we can see the first stages <strong>of</strong> a countrygoing on a war alert. To find these people, you'd have to spend thenext five years interviewing and pounding the <strong>side</strong>walks. The resultswill be negligible, especially since most <strong>of</strong> them don't realize what it isthey're doing."They were looking at me and nodding; up to this point, I wasn'tteaching them anything new. "Then there is the second level <strong>of</strong>recruits. They're from the civil service, the foreign <strong>of</strong>fice, that isdiplomats,etc. Again, they'd be difficult to detect. At the top <strong>of</strong> thehierarchy, we find the military <strong>of</strong>ficers who've been recruited and areworking at the moment. They're the most important group and themost vulnerable to detection.""So how is that done?" the heavy man asked, leaning forward, hisface taking on a pinkish color. The man was hooked, I could feel it. Iwas about to tell him exactly how it could be done, but then I rememberedwhat Ephraim had repeated again and again: You are there tomake money, don't lose sight <strong>of</strong> that. "Well, I would really like tooblige you, but I seem to have a slight problem.""What is that?" Albert quickly asked, seemingly ready to tacklewhatever it was."What will I get out <strong>of</strong> this? I came \ere in good faith, and I wantto know what it is you are willing to pay me."
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