ABSTRACT
So far, he had already confirmed his suspicions as to the chemical structure of the nerve gas the Libyans were working on. Now Lester was checking out confi dential British military chemical warfare sources for more information and a possible antidote. But even an antidote might not be practical if not administered in time. No, what he had to do, Tamir was convinced, was to see what he could learn from Elizabeth, Dr. Haw thorne’s secretary. It had to be more than coincidence that she was the Libyan’s English girlfriend and worked in the same institution with Prof. Lester. There had to be a connection. This is what he explained to “Yossi,” the young Embassy attache with an impeccable English accent who finally made contact with him late on Sat urday, after the Sabbath was over.
