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Ben Gurion International Airport, Israel. Saturday 29th November, 2031. 16:25 hrs (local time)

Thomas Cook announce the arrival of flight FTC307 from Frankfurt,” the public address system announced across the airport. The passengers, mainly holiday makers or pilgrims, spilled into the arrivals hall fifteen minutes later, among them were six young men who acted like a typical group of bachelor tourists. To the casual observer, they had obviously been drinking, but not one had actually consumes anything alcoholic, on the flight and each one spoke German in a louder than normal voice. They threw sexist remarks at the female airline staff and made a slight nuisance of themselves, but not enough of a nuisance to attract police attention. They were just young Germans on a package holiday, weren’t they?

Outside the airport a bus-transporter was waiting to take them to their hotel some forty-five kilometres away, just a ten minute hop. On the transporter the six continued to be overly boisterous and sang songs as they waved containers of beer around. They arrived at the Moriyah Hotel and booked in, then retired to their rooms, as quiet as mice. There was one call to the King David Hotel from room 334, the voice asked, “Is this Mr. Trip.”

The voice of Sitta answered, “He's not here at the moment, are you his nephew from Brunswick?”

“No this is his nephew from Frankfurt,” and the caller broke the connection.

'Three minutes later there was a similar call from Sitta's com-unit to the Radisson Blu Al Mahary Hotel, in Tripoli, Libya. Sitta said, “Your nephew from Frankfurt has arrived.”

The voice of Mansur Zubeidi replied, “You must be mistaken, I only have a nephew in Brunswick,” he also then closed the connection.