"Eyal raced over to the rugs and quickly located the boy. At break-neck speed he unrolled the rug Elitzafun was hidden in. Incredibly, Elitzafun's eyes shone from the adventure. "I didn't move or say anything, even when that man came in here and looked all around and talked very loud," he said proudly. "You were great, Elitzafun. Really amazing. And now, let's go." "The bad people left?" "Not yet, but we're going now." "The police came?" "No, not...

"Why didn't you return the car to Abba in the end?" Efrat stared at her father-in-law's car, bewildered. "And where's our car?" "I'm - " Eyal cleared his throat uncomfortably, knowing he had to break the news at some point. "I brought it in." Her gaze was mistrustful. "For what?" "I'm having it bulletproofed," he admitted, reading the changing expressions on his wife's face: Surprise, fear, and then pragmatic acceptance. "I read once that it's illegal...