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to the Jeep.
David had slept on and off for most of the long flight, but Miriam was too keyed-up to sleep and began to read Joseph Finder’s novel,
The Moscow Club
she had picked up in the Tel Aviv airport. Just before closing his eyes, David had commented that he wondered if after reading Finder’s book she might not need him at all, and she had poked him in the ribs. David smiled.
The El Al 747 dipped a wing over Lake Nuechatel and settled into its final approach to Geneva’s Cointrin Airport.
“I guess we’re here,” David said as he watched the city rise up to meet them, have you ever been here before?”
“No, I traveled to Europe with my father once but we didn’t get into Switzerland, only Germany and Italy, and that was several years ago. Let me read what this guidebook says about Geneva. Welcome to Geneva! Situated along the banks of Lake Geneva at the foot of the Alps, Geneva sparkles as one of Europe’s most beautiful cities. Home to the European headquarters of the United Nations, Geneva has a long history of diversity and tolerance dating back to the Protestant Reformation. Today, the city of Geneva is a cultural center second to none featuring world class entertainment, top rated restaurants and unlimited opportunities for recreation.”
“Don’t think we’ll get much chance for that entertainment and recreation, and I’m sure the expense account Levi gave us probably won’t get us in to any top rated restaurants. Think you’d better put that fantasy book away and buckle up, we’re almost on the tarmac.”
“Ok, grumpy.”
After going through customs and collecting their bags they climbed into cab and watched Geneva whiz by on the drive to the Metropole Hotel.
David and Miriam asked the officer standing behind the front counter at the central Geneva police station to direct them to Inspector Servette. “Tell him his guests from “the Office” are here to see him,” David told him.
“Guests from the Office?”
“That’s right. He’ll understand,” Miriam added.
With a puzzled look, the officer told them to have a seat and then picked up the telephone. David couldn’t make out what he said on the phone, because his back was toward them. After a terse conversation, he turned back and said, “The Inspector says he’ll be right down.” Miriam took note of how much the young officer’s attitude had changed.
Suddenly a door burst open and a tall, dark-haired gentleman dressed in a fashionable business suit walked quickly down the stairs toward them, saying, “I am Inspector Servette. Follow me, if you please.”
He turned quickly and was halfway up the stairs before David and Miriam had even risen to follow. Miriam thought,
does his human being always rushed around at this speed and expect everyone else to keep up?
At the top of the stairs, they caught a glimpse of Servette as he disappeared into the office at the end of the corridor, and by the time they entered his office, he was ensconced behind a desk completely covered with file folders.
What a contrast between the totally cluttered desk and the suave European police officer sitting behind the confusion, with a small carnation in the buttonhole of his expensive suit
, Miriam thought.
“Close the door, and have a seat. Was your flight a pleasant one? Is your hotel satisfactory? Have you a good map of our city? How can I help my friends from the Office?” The Inspector’s speech pattern was like staccato bursts from a machine gun.
“Everything is fine, thank you very much,” David responded, trying not to talk in the same speech pattern. “Levi sends his greetings and wishes you the happiest of birthdays.”
“Oh”, he remembered. “A couple of years ago, he and I celebrated my birthday in a most pleasant and unexpected way. I shan’t go into those details with you. I don’t think Levi would be too pleased.”
David glanced over at Miriam and raised his eyebrows.
Now that’s something we’ll have to
David had slept on and off for most of the long flight, but Miriam was too keyed-up to sleep and began to read Joseph Finder’s novel,
The Moscow Club
she had picked up in the Tel Aviv airport. Just before closing his eyes, David had commented that he wondered if after reading Finder’s book she might not need him at all, and she had poked him in the ribs. David smiled.
The El Al 747 dipped a wing over Lake Nuechatel and settled into its final approach to Geneva’s Cointrin Airport.
“I guess we’re here,” David said as he watched the city rise up to meet them, have you ever been here before?”
“No, I traveled to Europe with my father once but we didn’t get into Switzerland, only Germany and Italy, and that was several years ago. Let me read what this guidebook says about Geneva. Welcome to Geneva! Situated along the banks of Lake Geneva at the foot of the Alps, Geneva sparkles as one of Europe’s most beautiful cities. Home to the European headquarters of the United Nations, Geneva has a long history of diversity and tolerance dating back to the Protestant Reformation. Today, the city of Geneva is a cultural center second to none featuring world class entertainment, top rated restaurants and unlimited opportunities for recreation.”
“Don’t think we’ll get much chance for that entertainment and recreation, and I’m sure the expense account Levi gave us probably won’t get us in to any top rated restaurants. Think you’d better put that fantasy book away and buckle up, we’re almost on the tarmac.”
“Ok, grumpy.”
After going through customs and collecting their bags they climbed into cab and watched Geneva whiz by on the drive to the Metropole Hotel.
David and Miriam asked the officer standing behind the front counter at the central Geneva police station to direct them to Inspector Servette. “Tell him his guests from “the Office” are here to see him,” David told him.
“Guests from the Office?”
“That’s right. He’ll understand,” Miriam added.
With a puzzled look, the officer told them to have a seat and then picked up the telephone. David couldn’t make out what he said on the phone, because his back was toward them. After a terse conversation, he turned back and said, “The Inspector says he’ll be right down.” Miriam took note of how much the young officer’s attitude had changed.
Suddenly a door burst open and a tall, dark-haired gentleman dressed in a fashionable business suit walked quickly down the stairs toward them, saying, “I am Inspector Servette. Follow me, if you please.”
He turned quickly and was halfway up the stairs before David and Miriam had even risen to follow. Miriam thought,
does his human being always rushed around at this speed and expect everyone else to keep up?
At the top of the stairs, they caught a glimpse of Servette as he disappeared into the office at the end of the corridor, and by the time they entered his office, he was ensconced behind a desk completely covered with file folders.
What a contrast between the totally cluttered desk and the suave European police officer sitting behind the confusion, with a small carnation in the buttonhole of his expensive suit
, Miriam thought.
“Close the door, and have a seat. Was your flight a pleasant one? Is your hotel satisfactory? Have you a good map of our city? How can I help my friends from the Office?” The Inspector’s speech pattern was like staccato bursts from a machine gun.
“Everything is fine, thank you very much,” David responded, trying not to talk in the same speech pattern. “Levi sends his greetings and wishes you the happiest of birthdays.”
“Oh”, he remembered. “A couple of years ago, he and I celebrated my birthday in a most pleasant and unexpected way. I shan’t go into those details with you. I don’t think Levi would be too pleased.”
David glanced over at Miriam and raised his eyebrows.
Now that’s something we’ll have to
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