![]() ![]() ![]() In a land famous for its prophets, no one could predict what would happen after the clock struck twelve. The midnight deadline was drawing closer. Not one soul could be seen among the ancient streets and corridors of the Old City.Ī feeling of doom had swept over the city. Mishmar Hagavul, Israel’s Border Police, was vigilant in keeping the hostiles among the Arab population inside under a strict curfew. Many of its residents had already been called up for reserve duty in the Israel Defense Forces, and the remainder were huddling in bomb shelters, awaiting the unknown. The State of Israel was on a level five security alert, meaning imminent war, and Jerusalem had become a ghost town. The ominous night sky almost seemed to reach down and touch the Wailing Wall as the Jews of the City of David trembled in silence. ![]() This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review or scholarly journal. ![]()
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