Sabina's Pursuit of The Holy Grail

An hour later, I was waiting in a dark alleyway outside Ben Yehuda’s house. Suddenly, I heard an explosion, and I saw Martin running towards me.

“What did you do?” I asked.

“Isn’t it obvious, I took back your passport and possessions so that you could leave the country. But I also set an explosion, to get rid of the evidence.” Martin answered.

I didn’t have the time to answer, as a bullet grazed my ear and I had to take cover. Martin pulled up his pistol and fired back at the attackers. After a brief shootout, he dropped to the ground with a bullet wound in the side of his body.

“Take this bag and run, they are coming!” Martin shouted.

I grabbed the bag, and I ran for my life, leaving Martin where he was. I ran as fast as I could, but I couldn’t run particularly fast with my injuries, and the Mossad agents were closing in on me. Bullets hailed around me and I had to come up with something.

“The Zeto Crystal!” I shouted to myself. I took it out of my pocket, and I squeezed it with my hand trying to extract energy. The power that was still in the crystal, guided my way, and I managed to outpace the Mossad agents to the relative safety of a nearby nightclub. As I got into the nightclub, I hide in the toilets close to the kitchen. I ordered an AutoCar, and as it arrived, I sprinted through the kitchen, reaching the driverless taxi without the agents noticing. I stayed down out of sight until the cab had taken me to the airport.

Once I was at the airport, I passed the border control officers, thankful that Martin had been right. Ben Yehuda had indeed deleted my records. I was no longer perceived as a criminal in this country and was able to travel as myself, Sabina Hines. I boarded the next flight departing Jerusalem, and 20 hours later, I arrived in Australia.