Theyâre not as polite as New Yorkers.â
That made me laugh. âAs New Yorkers?â
âThatâs what he said. I guess weâll find out.â
The drive was as short as it had been last night, and we reached the police station well before eight.
âYou gonna be all right with the driving?â
I was scared to death but refused to show it. âSure,â I said. âHow bad can it be?â
âDrive with Mel. Then at least one of you can look at the map and check the street signs.â
We both got out and I walked around to the driverâs side. Jack gave me a quick kiss and said, âIâll find out what I can. You do the same.â
âHave fun at whatever youâre doing.â
He grinned. âThatâs the name of the game.â
I watched till he was in the building, then got in the car and made my way slowly back to the hotel. I had a tough left turn to get into the compound, but I made it. The parking situation wasnât great, but I found a spot around the side of the hotel under a tree and left the car there. It was twenty-five after eight as I walked into the lobby and saw Mel.
âOh, Chris, am I glad to see you,â she said, getting up from a chair near a window. She came over and we hugged.
âAny word?â
âNothing. I talked to Marnieâthatâs Gabeâs wifeâafter Jack called last night. Sheâs distraught; what can I tell you? I didnât want to call her this early, but I didnât want to miss you, so I came right over. Halâs with the kids. Iâm so shook up I canât even remember where heâs taking them.â
âHow âbout a cup of coffee? We can sit and relax a littleâ itâs still earlyâand you can tell me what you know. Jack is hoping this very nice police officer will find something out today. At the latest, Iâll talk to Jack tonight.â
âCoffee sounds good. This is a gorgeous hotel, Chris. Itâs so old-world. Weâre in a splashy new one with a pool and all kinds of amenities, but I really like the feel of this one.â
âMe, too.â I smiled and led the way to the courtyard restaurant. It was a bit cool, but it was so lovely there, I thought it was better than sitting inside.
âI love it!â Mel sounded delighted. âHow about here? Thereâs a little sun. In fact, I think Iâll take my coat off and let the sun warm me.â
We ordered coffee and I pulled out my notebook and a pen. âWe have to go over this carefully,â I said. âI heard a little from you, a little from Jack, a little from Officer Davidson. I need to know everything you can tell me.â
âOK.â Mel sipped her coffee. âSaturday was the Bar Mitzvah. It was wonderful. It really moved me to tears, Chris. Here was this guy whoâd devoted so much of his life to business and he decided to rededicate himself to his roots. We all flew over together, you know, but most of us planned to go home separately. Hal and I wanted to stay on, and a lot of the others did, too. Weâre all in the same hotel and Gabe is picking up the bill for as long as we stay. This guy is just so generous. Anyway, Saturday morning we had the Bar Mitzvah in a temple in Rehavia.â
âWhatâs that?â
âItâs a part of Jerusalem settled by German Jews in the nineteen-thirties. Gabe was wonderful. He read from the Torah and translated into English so his family would know what he was talking about. Hal made an Aliyah.â
âA what?â
âPeople are selected to come up and say a blessing before and after the Torah is read. Itâs called an Aliyah and itâs an honor to be asked.â
âOK. Go on. That was the actual Bar Mitzvah.â
âRight. When it was over, we went to the King David Hotel for a really splendid buffet lunch. It was more like a dinner, if you want to know the truth. The table had the