Navot was bored with the soup. He pushed the bowl of soup across the table, so that it looked like Gabriel had eaten it. Gabriel raised his hand to take the glass of wine, but he stopped. He still had headaches from the train ride and the wet Parisian weather, plus the kosher smelled like diluted paint.
“But this job has consequences for our marriages and relationships, doesn"t it, Gabriel? How many of us are divorced? How many people date at work? At least if I work in Tel Aviv, I"ll be closer to home. Still have a lot of travel due to work but less now. Bella has a place near the beach in Caesarea. Life will be very interesting.” Navot shrugged again. "Listen to me. I"m behaving as if Amos offered me the job. But actually Amos didn"t say anything. All I know is he summoned me to King Sa
