He looked like he had just come from the Brooklyn College campus, all tweeds, a white shirt checked in blue and red tattersall and the kind of foulard bow tie that screamed college professor. It was a cold day in November, and he wore a coat so long it practically swept the floor. His red scarf w...
He is looking the wrong way. Heavy automatic fire breaks out from the Israeli side. For a moment he believes it is friendly fire, an error, but in a heartbeat he knows. The machine gunner in the second jeep is already returning fire. Ari leaps out to take cover behind his jeep when an RPG destroy...