**Scene One – Return Across the River**
With the first pale threads of dawn, the convoy had already melted into the streets of the West Bank like a heavy dream fading away, leaving only the faint echo of engines lingering in the night’s memory. In the underground storeroom, the men caught their breath, beads of sweat glistening on their foreheads despite the chill of the stone walls. The mission was not over; the road back to Jordan still awaited them—a path far more dangerous than the initial infiltration.
**Abu Tarek (in a low, firm voice):** “We return the way we came… but faster. No stops, no signals. By sunrise we must have crossed the river and reached the Jordanian side.”
The men nodded in silence, each one aware that the return could be the spark that exposed them. As the first
