They promised her, and they’ve done all they could to make it happen, but now their way forward is blocked
First they make sure their sweet little resident spy is fast asleep, and only then does Shifra leave her vanilla cream, wash her hands, and tiptoe into Gedalya’s little home office.
“Close both doors,” he whispers. “Here, and the one to her room, too.”
Shifra laughs. Surely Tovi can’t hear them now, when she’s asleep, and with her hearing device off for the night.
“Don’t worry,” she says. “She can’t possibly hear us.”
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