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.Two he was able to correct by simple insertions.' Dollar Bill pointed to the word 'represtative', where the letters e and n were missing, and then to the word 'only', which had been omitted a few lines further down.Both of the corrections had been inserted with a A.'But,' continued Dollar Bill, 'Mr Matlock also made one spelling mistake which he did not correct.On one of the copies, you will find, I have.' HANNAH LANDED AT Beirut airport the night before she was due to fly to Paris.No one from Mossad accompanied the new agent, to avoid the risk of compromising her.Any Israeli found in the Lebanon is automatically arrested on sight.Hannah had taken over an hour to be cleared by customs, but she finally emerged carrying a British passport, hand luggage and a few Lebanese pounds.Twenty minutes later she booked herself into the airport Hilton.She explained to the receptionist that she would only be staying one night and paid her bill in advance with the Lebanese pounds.She went straight to her room on the ninth floor and did not venture out again that evening.She received just one phone call, at 7.20.To Kratz's question she simply replied 'Yes,' and the line went dead.She climbed into bed at 10.40, but couldn't sleep for more than an hour at a time.She occasionally flicked on the television to watch spaghetti Westerns dubbed into Arabic.In between she managed to catch moments of restless sleep.She rose at ten to seven the following morning, ate a slab of chocolate she found in the tiny fridge, cleaned her teeth and took a cold shower.She dressed in clothes taken from her hand luggage of a type which the file had indicated Karima favoured, and sat on the corner of the bed staring at herself in the mirror.She didn't like what she saw.Kratz had insisted that she crop her hair so that she looked like the one blurred photograph of Miss Saib they had in their possession.They also expected her to wear steel-rimmed spectacles, even if the glass in them didn't magnify.She had worn the spectacles for the past week but still hadn't got used to them, and often simply forgot to put them on or, worse, mislaid them.At 8.19 a.m.she received a second phone call to let her know the plane had taken off from Amman with the 'cargo' on board.When Hannah heard the morning cleaners chatting in the corridor a few moments later, she opened the door and quickly switched the sign on the knob outside to 'Do Not Disturb'.She waited impatiently in her room for a call saying either 'Your baggage has been mislaid,' which meant she was to return to London because they had failed to kidnap the girl, or 'Your baggage has been retrieved;' the code to show they had succeeded.If it was the second message she was to leave the room immediately, take the hotel minibus to the airport and go to the bookshop on the ground floor, where she was to browse until she was contacted.A courier would then arrive at Hannah's side and leave a small package containing Saib's passport with the photograph changed, the airline ticket in Saib's name and any baggage tickets and personal items that had been found on her.Hannah was then to board the flight to Paris as quickly as possible with only the one piece of hand luggage she had brought with her from London.Once she had landed at Charles de Gaulle she was to pick up Karima Saib's luggage from the carousel and get herself to the VIP carpark.She would be met by the Iraqi Ambassador's chauffeur, who would take her to the Jordanian Embassy, where the Iraqi Interest Section was currently located, the Iraqi Embassy in Paris being officially closed.From that moment, Hannah would be on her own, and at all times she was to obey the instructions given by the embassy staff, particularly remembering that in direct contrast to Jewish women, Arab women were subservient to men.She must never contact the Israeli Embassy or attempt to find out who the Mossad agent in Paris was.If it ever became necessary, he would contact her.'What do I do about clothes if Saib's don't fit?' she had asked Kratz.'We know I'm taller than she is.' 'You must carry enough in your overnight bag to last for the first few days,' he had told her, 'and then purchase what you will need for six months in Paris.' Two thousand French francs had been supplied for this purpose.'It must be some time since you've been shopping in Paris,' she had told him.'That's just about enough for a pair of jeans and a couple of T-shirts.' Kratz had reluctantly handed over another five thousand francs.At 9.27 the phone rang.When Tony Cavalli and his father entered the boardroom, they took the remaining chairs at each end of the table, as the chairman and chief executive of any distinguished company might
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