Massive Attack (A Guy Niava Thriller Book 1) by Dana Arama (e reader for manga .txt) 📗

I wanted to hide the message I had just received from Gideoni, relaying that Jonathan was not on the ship.

“What happened Melissa?” I walked up to her.

“I think I’m onto something interesting.” She pulled up a chair and sat down heavily. “According to the original list, there were addresses of the Israeli embassies and also numbers which looked like flight numbers. We surmised that the attacks will be against Israeli targets and that there is also a fear that planes will be hit too.”

“Yes, both options were viable.”

“So, I have good news and bad. About eight months ago, one of the sister companies of the Graham enterprise bought a plane cleaning company.”

“Cleaning planes?” I asked in alarm. “Which planes?” I hoped she would say ‘private planes’, and would mention ‘Gulf Stream’, but I was wrong.

“Passenger airlines. They need to be cleaned before each flight and after every flight, right? They now have a company that provides this service.” She passed over the piece of paper with the company logo on it. “I think we should notify the Israelis about this company.”

I thought of Gideoni’s warning that Yassin had arrived in the United States eight months ago on a borrowed identity. I wondered if it all had begun then. “Before we report this to the Israelis, I need to notify my superiors. Do you understand the meaning of all this?”

“That they have access?”

“Not only access…” I was suffocating. I wanted to open a window, but they were sealed, so I took a deep breath and explained, “If he started planning this whole attack eight months ago, then the order has already been given and we can’t stop it.”

“How can I help?”

“I need to know immediately which airlines this company works with and in which airports they have concession. Also, is this company local or is it national?”

Melissa got up from her seat and announced, “It’ll take a few minutes. I’ll be back.” She hadn’t had time to leave the room when the head of a young guy appeared around the door. “May I interrupt?” he asked.

Melissa introduced him, “This is Ron, my right-hand man.”

“Hi Ron,” I said, giving him a distortion of what would be called a smile on better days. “What do you have to add?”

“The cleaning company we found; it appears to be one of many. A few years back they acquired a bigger company than this one, a European company which became international. In fact, the bigger company paved the way to acquire this American company, which I think supplies cleaning facilities for the Israeli airlines.”

I sat, frozen. The scope of it all had become clear to me. “We thought something big was going to happen. I think that a catastrophic international attack is about to occur.”

They were both silent and stared at me. I looked deeply into their eyes and said, “The real meaning of your finding is that the instructions have been given and they are only waiting for the order. The only person that could prevent the disaster is Yassin Graham himself. If we don’t find Yassin Graham soon, and if he doesn’t cancel the mission, planes will start exploding above every plaza in the city.”

Guy Niava

“Look, I have good news and bad news,” Gideoni said.

“Start with the good news,” I requested.

“The Mexican bugging device bore fruit. There was contact on a disposable phone from the New Jersey area.”

“Did you manage to catch him in New Jersey?”

“Unfortunately, no. It only gave us a location.”

“If that is the good news, what is the bad news?”

He sighed, then answered, “That this whole ordeal is much bigger than we imagined.”

“Wait a minute,” I answered him, “I’m stopping on the side of the road.” If I took into account the operation in Mexico and back, then it had been more than 48 hours since I’d had a good night’s sleep, and hours since I had eaten anything. To concentrate on the bigger problem while driving seemed to be a bit much at the moment.

I stopped, took off my helmet and wiped my sweaty brow with my glove. “What happened?” I asked.

“Laura’s team discovered that Yassin Graham has international companies which clean airplanes. One of them even passed our security check and works for the Israeli airlines. Which means that at any given moment an Israeli plane could be hit. If we understand his plan correctly -- and from the profiling we have done, which shows he is a megalomaniac -- this guy is planning a large-scale, attack and it could bring down a number of planes simultaneously.”

“Another American 9/11?” I asked, tiredly.

“I think that this time it is going to be even bigger. Who can say that they won’t crash on the Israeli consulates and embassies?” The tenseness in his voice alerted me to the seriousness of the situation. I had never heard him sound so worried.

“What are our options?”

“To continue to follow the wife and the child. The only way to stop this series of attacks is to stop him.”

“I thought she had decided not to get on the flight.”

“She thought that she wouldn’t get on the flight, but the wife and child disappeared. Someone has made them disappear.”

“Maybe killed them?”

“That certainly is a possibility, but the GPS signal we put in the bags has disappeared as well, so it is more likely she was forced to get on the flight. If that actually happened, we should receive a signal in a few hours. I have put people at all the airports in the New Jersey and New York areas. From the moment they land and until they meet up with Yassin, at any point in the United States, we will be watching them. We cannot allow them to slip from our sights.”

“We are actually praying for a signal. If the GPS sends us a signal, we’re in a good place.”

“We are also pursuing other leads to try to find out which plane they got on. All the forces are with you but praying has never killed