ONE
You woke to the sound of dawn prayer, and couldn’t go back to sleep. You performed your ablutions and prayers, and then lay in bed staring at the ceiling, waiting for nine o’clock to arrive.
Minutes after leaving your hotel you found yourself by the Miramare café, so you had a glass of tea with milk and ate two pieces of pastry called ‘bread of the Nazarene’. You then took a carriage to Baladiya Street where Signora Houriya lived. You told the driver you were going to hire him until midday and he was to wait for you at a specified place even if you were late.
You avoided unnecessary conversation with him so that you would not reveal anything confidential. At ten to ten, you asked him to stop in front of the door of the apartment building. There were none of the customary signs of th
