Chapter 74
“So what did you think of Prince Khalid?” Billycan asked Glenda. They were in the car, going back to the US Attorney’s office.
“He’s clever, I’ll give you that, but he holds his cards close to his chest and doesn’t let you know what his intentions are in circumstances that could be dangerous not only for him but for whoever is beside him.”
“I see. You might be right in your opinion of him, but you must admit that he’ll be a good witness for us.”
“He’s truthful, yes, but I would have to watch how I phrase the questions, though, otherwise I could be in for a surprise.”
“What makes you say that?”
“Well...” Glenda paused. “He can’t seem to be able to answer questions all at once. It takes several tries to get the whole story out of him.”
“You’re right. He’s not used to divulge his thoughts unless he’s pressed to do it.”
Marcel had listened to the conversation and now turned his body in the front seat to look at Billycan. “But he comes up with the right assumption in the end, doesn’t he?”
“Yes, he does,” Billycan agreed. “What he deduced about Sadir plotting to have Gilford kill Meshullam after Meshullam would have taken him out, and then concluding that Sadir had probably arranged for Ms Kartz’s elimination in Vancouver, was right on the money.”
“But can you prove any of it is the question,” Glenda put in pensively.
“I think we can. We have three witnesses to confirm that Prince Khalid was sent to confront Meshullam. Plus, we have Sadir renting an apartment adjacent to Talya’s. Then we have Mossad that could confirm their suggestions to have the prince eliminated—on Sadir’s advice.”
Marcel didn’t know about this. He raised an eyebrow. “Is Mossad prepared to come forward then? And who’s going to be their spokesman?”
“I don’t know yet. But Van Dams left a message on my phone saying Mossad wanted to be involved in the trial.”
“That’s going to be interesting,” Glenda remarked. “I’d be curious to hear how much they’d be ready to say on the stand.”