Chapter Forty-Eight
The flight to Israel was uneventful, but Darque had almost forgotten how uncomfortable a ride on a military cargo plane could be.
Unfortunately, it didn’t take long to jar his memory, literally, to that fact, but it beat walking.
Even though the plane arrived in the dark, a tug was waiting to tow the aircraft directly into a hangar to conceal it from the prying eyes that were always watching.
When Darque exited the aircraft, he was surprised to see the Israeli Prime Minister waiting to greet him.
“Welcome to Israel – again,” the man said with a smile on his face, and an extended hand.
“It’s good to see you,” said Darque as he shook the man’s hand. “I hope you don’t mind, but I found it essential to borrow your son-in-law to once again help us with a project that s
