The Rembrandt Affair

community center in Buenos Aires a few years back, someone sent a large anonymous donation to help rebuild. I happen to know it was Peter Voss.”
    “Will he talk?”
    “He’s very private, but he’s granted interviews to a number of prominent historians. Whether he’ll speak to an Israeli agent named Gabriel Allon is another question entirely.”
    “Haven’t you heard, Eli? I’m retired.”
    “If you’re retired, why are we walking down an Amsterdam street on a freezing night?” Greeted by silence, Lavon answered his own question. “Because it never ends, does it, Gabriel? If Shamron had tried to lure you out of retirement to hunt down a terrorist, you would have sent him packing. But this is different, isn’t it? You can still see that tattoo on your mother’s arm, the one she always tried to hide.”
    “Have you finished psychoanalyzing me, Professor Lavon?”
    “I know you better than anyone in the world, Gabriel. Even better than that pretty girl walking behind us. I’m the closest thing to family you have—other than Shamron, of course.” Lavon paused. “He sends his best, by the way.”
    “How is he?”
    “Miserable. It seems the sun is finally setting on the era of Shamron. He’s puttering around his villa in Tiberias with nothing to do. Apparently, he’s driving Gilah to distraction. She’s not at all sure how much longer she can put up with him.”
    “I thought Uzi’s promotion meant Shamron would have carte blanche at King Saul Boulevard.”
    “So did Shamron. But much to everyone’s surprise, Uzi’s decided he wants to be his own man. I had lunch with him a few weeks ago. Bella’s given the poor boy quite a makeover. He looks more like a corporate CEO than an Office chief.”
    “Did my name come up?”
    “Only in passing. Something tells me Uzi likes the fact you’re hiding at the end of the earth in Cornwall.” Lavon gave him a sideways glance. “Any regrets about not taking the job?”
    “I never wanted the job, Eli. And I’m genuinely pleased for Uzi.”
    “But he might not be so pleased to hear you’re thinking of running off to Argentina to talk to the son of Adolf Eichmann’s right-hand man.”
    “What Uzi doesn’t know won’t hurt him. Besides, it’s an in-and-out job.”
    “Where have I heard that one before?” Lavon smiled. “If you want my opinion, Gabriel, I think the Rembrandt is probably long gone. But if you’re convinced Peter Voss might be able to help, let me go to Argentina.”
    “You’re right about one thing, Eli. I can still see that tattoo on my mother’s arm.”
    Lavon exhaled heavily. “At least let me make a phone call and see if I can arrange the meeting. I wouldn’t want you to go all the way to Mendoza to be turned away empty-handed.”
    “Quietly, Eli.”
    “I don’t know any other way. Just promise me you’ll watch your step down there. Argentina is filled with the sort of people who would love nothing better than to see your head on a stick.”
    They had reached Plantage Middenlaan. Gabriel led Lavon into a side street and stopped before the narrow little house with the narrow black door. Lena Herzfeld, the child of darkness, sat alone in a gleaming white room without memory.
    “Do you remember what Shamron told us about coincidences when we were kids, Eli?”
    “He told us that only idiots and dead men believed in them.”
    “What do you think Shamron would have to say about the disappearance of a Rembrandt that had once been in the hands of Kurt Voss?”
    “He wouldn’t like it.”
    “Can you keep an eye on her while I’m in Argentina? I’d never forgive myself if anything happened. She’s suffered enough already.”
    “I was already planning to stay.”
    “Be careful around her, Eli. She’s fragile.”
    “They’re all fragile,” Lavon said. “And she’ll never even know I’m here.”

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    AMSTERDAM
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