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T h a t ' s A l l F o l k s 2010 - Page no. 22 |
Mahmoud interrogated the boy at the offices of the Palestinian General Security Services, and the tracks led to a person who was a regular customer at the Peace Pub in south Tel-Aviv. At a late morning hour, Mahmoud entered the pub. There were no people there, except for Mike and a cleaning person. Mahmoud sat at a side table, with his back to the wall, so as to command a view of the entire pub. Mike approached Mahmoud. He was wearing a shabby white apron, which had known better days. "Yes, sir, what would you like to order?" Mahmoud smiled his wolfish smile at Mike, who was immediately on guard. He knew that sitting before him was a powerful man, without any inhibitions. "I will have a beer. Could you join me for several moments? If you want to drink something, it will be my treat". "Thank you," said Mile, "I do not drink, although I will join you". Mike sat opposite Mahmoud, in taut apprehension. "I am looking for a man by the name of Greenspan. I was told that he comes here from time to time, and was wondering if perhaps you knew him?" "No, I do not know such a person. Why are you looking for him?" Mahmoud smiled his wolfish grin again and was silent. Soft piano music was heard in the background. "What is your name?" Mahmoud asked. "My name is Mike. I am the owner of this pub. I assume that you already know this." "In one of our investigations we tracked down your pub, as a place where underground activity takes place". For the first time, Mike burst out laughing, but his eyes remained cold. "And what makes you think that?" "We caught a boy hanging posters. He gave us details on the underground terrorist activity that this pub harbors". "Don't talk nonsense," Mike said. "The only thing that we provide here is beer, the performances of our house singer, and a little pleasant company". "Do you know that I can close this place down in a blink? If only I decide that you are concealing information from me!", said Mahmoud, "Not to mention taking you down for a little interrogation at the Palestinian General Security Service". "I am a United States citizen, sir", Mike's voice became as cold as ice. "As such, you will need a little more than that in order to harass me". Mahmoud sighed. "The truth is that I wanted to make your acquaintance and I did not want our conversation to deteriorate to such unpleasant tones". "I understand. Would you like to drink another beer? I see that you have already finished the bottle." "My name is Mahmoud," Mahmoud suddenly said, and offered his hand to Mike. The two men firmly shook hands to wipe out the bitter aftertaste of their conversation. Each felt the other's strength, while their eyes locked. "I have no business with terrorists or with underground activity and you are invited to sit here with me morning, afternoon and night to witness this truth with your own eyes". "I'll think about it," said Mahmoud and rose from his seat. "I will thank you to inform me of any suspicious thing you see, at this phone number". He stuck a business card in Mike's hand, and without hesitation turned to leave the pub. "Yes, sir" Mike blurted at the retreating back of Mahmoud, who left without paying. That's all folks |
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