Chapitre 20: 20
Abdul nods his head. "It is always good to keep an open mind," he says.
"Well, whether this breastplate does or does not have supernatural powers, we absolutely cannot allow it to pass into the hands of the Nazis," says Esme. "The High Priest's breastplate is a crucial relic of the history of the Jewish people. Letting the Nazis obtain it would be unthinkable. We must get moving."
With that, Esme is on her feet, a hurricane of energy and activity.
"Very well, here is what we need to do. We must organize an expedition to the desert, east of the Dead Sea. We will need camels, rations, camping supplies, and a guide. I have friends among the Bedouin: leave it all to me, but it will take a couple of days. In the meantime, you must lay low. We will arrange for a suite for you in this hotel. But remember, half of the Wehrmacht seems to be in Jerusalem, and they're all looking for you, both of you. So whatever you do, try not to draw attention to yourselves. Abdul, arrange the suite. I will go visit the Bedouin."
And with that she is gone, imperious and magnificent and clearly in her element.
You have a couple of days to kill before the expedition will be ready to depart. How do you spend the first day?
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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