Asylum City Read Online Free Page B
Author: Liad Shoham
to tell them. They were good people, and smart, too. Maybe they could tell him what to do. He called Itaiâs cell phone several times but got no answer. When he called OMA, Naomi told him Itai hadnât come in yet. He was at a meeting in Jerusalem. He called Michal at home, but the line was busy. She was probably still there. She didnât arrive at the office before two oâclock on Sundays. He couldnât wait. He had to talk to her right now. She wouldnât get mad, sheâd understand. She said he could get in touch with her at any hour of the day or night if he needed help.
Gabriel got on the bus and found an empty seat. He didnât look the other passengers in the face. They didnât look at him, either. Heâd already learned that Africans were invisible to Israelis. They could stand right next to you and not notice you. Just donât look them in the eye or make any trouble. Then they noticed you and got scared. And only bad things ever happened when they were scared.
Chapter 5
YARIV listened with half an ear as attorney Shlomo Lankry argued before the court. He had no patience this morning for the self-righteous homilies of a man whose eloquent orations about social justice and morals didnât prevent him from fleecing his clients.
The slightest movement of his head was painful. Yariv had managed to clean the clotted blood from his nose, but it was still sore and swollen. The two aspirin heâd taken hadnât done much good, either. He would have gone to the doctor if he didnât have to be in court, even though there wasnât much point. As an army medic, heâd seen quite a few broken noses in his time, and he knew there wasnât a lot you could do.
He also had another reason for preferring to be in court this morning. It kept him from thinking about last night. It was too daunting, particularly the fact that he couldnât remember how heâd gotten his injuries and what exactly had gone down with Michal.
But he was getting antsy. He wanted to go back to his empty apartment, close the blinds, and go to sleep. He didnât have the strength for anything else, including Inbar, whoâd called from Eilat. As if he cared where Sivan stood on the question of a sit-down dinner versus a buffet. He could tell from her tone that she was offended when he brushed her off, but he didnât care. He had more urgent things to worry about.
There was no doubt in Yarivâs mind that Michal would use whatever happened last night to get back at him. After all, sheâd already filed a formal complaint with the Bar Association.
THEYâD dated for a couple of months about three years ago when he was a criminal prosecutor handling rape cases and she was a volunteer at one of those womenâs organizations that ran a hot line. She was all right, no more than that. Cute face, reasonable body, big ass. Somewhere between a six and a seven. He hit on her because he thought it would be good for his career, that heâd get bigger cases if she convinced the poor women she worked with to ask for him by name. It never happened. At least not like he was hoping. He broke up with her after a while when he got tired of her and her holier-than-thou attitude. If there was one thing he couldnât stand it was self-righteous jerks, and Michal was the mother of all self-righteous jerks.
They ran into each other on a regular basis ever since, not only because of their work. They lived in the same neighborhood, just a few blocks apart. He was over her, with Inbar now, but he still couldnât get out of his head the things she used to do in bed. Heâd never had sex like that with anyone else. He was pretty sure she was having the same thoughts whenever they bumped into each other. Yet despite the sexual tension between them, they always remained civil.
All that changed a year ago. Thatâs when he got moved to the State Attorneyâs Office and was assigned to
Gabriel got on the bus and found an empty seat. He didnât look the other passengers in the face. They didnât look at him, either. Heâd already learned that Africans were invisible to Israelis. They could stand right next to you and not notice you. Just donât look them in the eye or make any trouble. Then they noticed you and got scared. And only bad things ever happened when they were scared.
Chapter 5
YARIV listened with half an ear as attorney Shlomo Lankry argued before the court. He had no patience this morning for the self-righteous homilies of a man whose eloquent orations about social justice and morals didnât prevent him from fleecing his clients.
The slightest movement of his head was painful. Yariv had managed to clean the clotted blood from his nose, but it was still sore and swollen. The two aspirin heâd taken hadnât done much good, either. He would have gone to the doctor if he didnât have to be in court, even though there wasnât much point. As an army medic, heâd seen quite a few broken noses in his time, and he knew there wasnât a lot you could do.
He also had another reason for preferring to be in court this morning. It kept him from thinking about last night. It was too daunting, particularly the fact that he couldnât remember how heâd gotten his injuries and what exactly had gone down with Michal.
But he was getting antsy. He wanted to go back to his empty apartment, close the blinds, and go to sleep. He didnât have the strength for anything else, including Inbar, whoâd called from Eilat. As if he cared where Sivan stood on the question of a sit-down dinner versus a buffet. He could tell from her tone that she was offended when he brushed her off, but he didnât care. He had more urgent things to worry about.
There was no doubt in Yarivâs mind that Michal would use whatever happened last night to get back at him. After all, sheâd already filed a formal complaint with the Bar Association.
THEYâD dated for a couple of months about three years ago when he was a criminal prosecutor handling rape cases and she was a volunteer at one of those womenâs organizations that ran a hot line. She was all right, no more than that. Cute face, reasonable body, big ass. Somewhere between a six and a seven. He hit on her because he thought it would be good for his career, that heâd get bigger cases if she convinced the poor women she worked with to ask for him by name. It never happened. At least not like he was hoping. He broke up with her after a while when he got tired of her and her holier-than-thou attitude. If there was one thing he couldnât stand it was self-righteous jerks, and Michal was the mother of all self-righteous jerks.
They ran into each other on a regular basis ever since, not only because of their work. They lived in the same neighborhood, just a few blocks apart. He was over her, with Inbar now, but he still couldnât get out of his head the things she used to do in bed. Heâd never had sex like that with anyone else. He was pretty sure she was having the same thoughts whenever they bumped into each other. Yet despite the sexual tension between them, they always remained civil.
All that changed a year ago. Thatâs when he got moved to the State Attorneyâs Office and was assigned to
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