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cultures lost due to colonial oppression. In
this kind of multi-ethnic community, constantly threatened by Portuguese
colonial troops, Capoeira evolved from a survival tool to a martial art focused
on war. You will start to learn Capoeira today," said Sam.

VISIT
IN SCOTLAND
    February 12,
2012
    "Hey, you there, Zak? I really
don't recognize you. We have to move forward here," urged Sarah, as she
looked from Zak to Kefira and back to Zak on the balcony in Redditch.
    "Life is sometimes a harsh mistress," said Zak,
snapping out of his keenly felt revelations.
    "Bro' I've never seen you like this. While you were off
there in la-la land, the Colonel and I made a pact," said Sarah, as the
three of them stepped back into the billiard room.
    "So, it was you that day, taking to Sam when I gave the
Capoeira demo. We have a lot in common I think," said Kefira, taking a
deep breath and removing the photos that Sam had given her from her purse.
    "Get ready … I have a surprise to drop on you. Here we
go. Yochana raised me and Sam brought you up. Both of us were adopted after our
parents had been killed in tragic accidents, bombings," she added.
    "Whoa. You mean you're my half sister," said Zak.
    "Only insofar as that Sam and Yochana were looking out
for both of us, each of them responsible for one of us. I just found out about
how Sam was like a father to me without ever making himself apparent in person.
It was the same for you, only it was Yochana that was the absent parent,"
added Kefira.
    "It really is too much, sometimes, anyway. Let me see
those pictures. Funny, I thought I knew you from when I was a kid. It's just
that so much has happened in between," said Zak.
    "We were in the kibbutz together, but they kept us
apart from each other most of the time. Did you know that we have been
competing within the context of the 'Vanguard'?" said Kefira.
    "What about?" asked Zak.
    "Pretend you never heard this, Sarah, okay? We were
both struggling to become the spear," said Kefira.
    "Jesus, I always knew that Sam had ambitions for me,
but I never knew it went that far," said Zak.
    "It gets better. I am the spear, while your disposition
and preparation makes you more inclined to move into the administrative role of
Mossad command that should rightfully be my legacy as the holder of the
spear," said Kefira.
    "Now I remember one of the times we met," said
Zak.
    "Yes, I know. The day they showed us the spear,"
said Kefira.
    "Hey, you two, let's get back to reality. Enough fairy
tales," interrupted Sarah.
    "Ok. Ok. Let's just get one thing clear: chain of
command. I am the ranking officer and you all will listen to my decisions, like
it or not, but I am not a fool. I won't counter any ideas stemming from your
greater field experience. When you're planning, I'll comment, but your
collective experience gives you the upper hand. I'll play second fiddle unless
I believe you're doing something to jeopardize the overall mission: to catch
MacAuley and close down his operation, but not to close our eyes to other
developments that we come across."
    "Thanks for the vote of confidence. I promise I won't
let my emotions get in the way again. We leave for Edinburgh tomorrow morning
at 5 a.m. sharp, if that's alright with you, Ma'am."
    Kefira wondered just what emotions he was talking about, but
she had to be honest. She knew there was some chemistry between Zak and her.
Her career, her clandestine role as a sleeper, her dance school, and life in
general had not left her any time to develop close relationships. It was just
that it always seemed to be 'not the right time ′ .
Success of the mission relegated her personal life to a minor role and demanded
her full attention.
    "You can brief me in the morning, Captain, and that's
the last time we use rank. I will get up to speed in the field in time. In the
meantime, your expertise dictates that you take the lead until I extend my
familiarity with the field."
    The next day was typical Midlands dreary. Sarah and