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minor incident wouldn’t warrant any discussion at all. At the height of the last intifada , these summary executions were happening all the time, at the rate of nearly one a week. But since the parties are supposed to be on a ceasefire, even an internal infraction like this one could turn—’
    ‘This is background. You said you had more information.’
    Miller, conveying another message from the boss: cut to the chase, there’s no time to waste .
    ‘Just a couple of oddities. First, the dead man was in his late sixties. That’s older than the usual profile, which tends to match that of the militants themselves.’
    Miller raised a damning eyebrow. Militants .
    ‘Or rather the terrorists themselves. Second, we’ve had a word 60
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    with our Israeli counterparts today and they tell us this man was precisely what he seemed to be, an elderly archaeologist. He had done no work for them that they knew of.’
    ‘So the Palestinians got the wrong guy?’
    ‘That’s possible, Mr Secretary. And death by mistaken identity is not unheard of in this part of the world. But there are other possibilities.’
    ‘Such as?’
    ‘It could be the work of a rebel faction. Security’s so tight in Israel just now that they can’t pull off a terrorist outrage here—’
    He left a subtle emphasis on the word ‘terrorist’, for Miller’s benefit. ‘So killing one of their own, especially an innocent, well-respected Palestinian like Nour, is the next best thing. It sows dissension among the Palestinians and could provoke the Israelis into breaking off negotiations. Destabilizes the process.’
    ‘Sounds a long shot to me,’ said Miller, still craning forward in concentration. ‘Israel could say it shows Palestinians are lawless, can’t be trusted with their own state. But Israeli public opinion would never swallow it. Break off the whole peace process just because one Arab’s blown away? Never. What else?’
    ‘The other curiosity relates to eye-witness reports from Manara Square in Ramallah. The hooded men hardly spoke but when they did, we’re told they had unusual accents.’
    ‘What kind of accent?’
    ‘I don’t have that information, sir. I’m sorry.’
    ‘But they could be Israeli?’
    ‘It’s a possibility.’
    Miller fell back into his chair, took off his glasses and addressed the ceiling. ‘Christ! What are we saying? That this might be an undercover Israeli army operation?’
    ‘Well, we know Israel has always run undercover units.
    Codenamed Cherry and Samson; special forces dressed as Arabs.
    This could be their latest operation.’

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    Still rubbing his eyes, Miller asked: ‘Why the hell would they do that now?’
    ‘Again, it might be an effort to destabilize the peace talks. It’s widely known that elements within the Israeli military are fiercely hostile to the compromises the Prime Minister wants to make—’
    ‘And if this got out, then the Palestinians would be so pissed, they’d walk away. The killing of one of their national heroes.’
    ‘Yes. And even if the Authority were ready to let it go, the Palestinian street wouldn’t let them.’
    ‘Hence the accidentally-on-purpose slip of the accent.’ The words were barely audible through the chewing.
    ‘Its one of the lines of enquiry we’re pursuing.’
    ‘It’s like a hall of fucking mirrors here!’ Miller threw himself back in his chair. ‘We have the Israelis and the Palestinians at each other’s throats. And now we’ve got rogue elements on both sides.’
    ‘The possibility at least. Which is why we’re taking a close look at the Guttman killing.’
    ‘What’s that got to do with it?’
    ‘We’re asking some questions about the security detail that protects the Prime Minister, wondering if it’s possible it was infil-trated. We don’t want to rule out the scenario that the man who shot Guttman did so deliberately, following some other agenda.’
    Maggie leaned forward, about to mention