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In the fourth floor room of the Hotel Iveria in downtown Tbilisi, Ella Mamedov was wrapped only in a sheet as she laid in the bed looking at Tafar Rasulon who was freshly showered and putting on his uniform.
“Aren’t you glad you didn’t stay in Batumi last night,” Ella said with a smile.
“Yes, my dear, I find your company far more pleasurable, besides, I think I nearly scared Abdula’s men to death. By this time, the ship should be safely on the sea heading for the Port of Sudan.”
“I wish I was going back to the camp with you,” Ella said.
“So do I, my dear, I’ll only be gone for a few days to oversee the shipment to Iran, then I’ll come back for you and we’ll fly to the Sudan together.
Tafar goes over to the bed and leans over and kisses Ella.
“In the meantime I need you to keep an eye on those two idiots at the cathedral.”
“They seem simple enough, do you really think that they could cause us trouble?”
“As long as you watch them, and they know that you’re watching, we won’t have to worry about them telling anyone else about our plan.”
“What if they do tell someone else?”
“I trust that I could depend on you to kill them and those that they tell,” Tafar said as he looked directly at Ella to let her know he was serious.
“Of course you can, my love.”
Ella sat up in the bed and said, “Do you really think it was wise for us to get involved in this?”
“We’ve been over this a dozen times already, do you want to spend the rest of your life catering to Tariq Amin’s needs, or do you want to build your own empire?”
“We didn’t become freedom fighters to become rich, and Tariq has always paid us fairly, he’s been like a father to us.”
“No, my dear, he’s been like a father to his many children in Saudi Arabia who never worked a day in their lives and have more of his money than they could count. Do you think any of them would protect him, would fight for him? We’re not much more than paid whores for Tariq Amin.
“That’s not true.”
“You and I have a modest apartment in Ismailly and Tariq has mansions all over the place. That old bastard knows that I can’t even buy you a ring or pay for a wedding for us.”
“I don’t want diamond’s, Tafar, I’m happy with my life with you.”
“I know, my dear, that’s why I love you,” Tafar said as he hugged Ella, “But I need you to help me complete this one important mission, if it turns out like I expect it will, you and I will do much good for our people in Azerbaijan. We will build a new house and bakery for your mother and father. We’ll send your brothers and sisters away to good schools, we’ll finally be able to make a difference, a big difference, I promise you.”
“It all sounds so good, but do you think that we should be going against Tariq?”
“No one is going against Tariq, we’ll stay with him for as long as we need to. But, it is our business if we wish to pursue some activity that could enrich our personal lives, and I honestly believe that Tariq would respect us for this. Remember this too, if they trace the bombs back to Tariq and back to Ismailly, we’ll all be hunted like animals, we’ll end up living in that bastardly cave for the rest of our lives. Is that where you want our children to be born?”
Ella hugged Tafar again and said, “You’re right, Tafar, I’m sorry I doubted you, I know that you’ll do what is right for us.
“Thank you, my dear, you will not regret this.”
Tafar put on his belt with attached holster and knife.
“The more I think about it,” Tafar said, “When the two fools unearth the crypt, you’d better kill them. My uncle said that the cloak may have strange powers of conscience, and with their simple minds, we can’t take any chances.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of them,” Ella said.
“I’ll be back as soon the weapons are shipped to Iran. By the time I get back, the cloak should be in my uncle’s hands.”
Tafar handed Ella an envelope and said, “These are the airline tickets to Port of Sudan.
Ella looked at them and said, “These are only one way tickets.”
“Yes, depending on how things work out with the cloak, we may very well be going to Switzerland instead of Azerbaijan when we leave the Sudan.”
Ella hugged Tafar again and said, “Please call me as soon as you get to Baku.”
“I will, you keep an eye on things and I’ll be back on Sunday night.”
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