When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Chapter 5The one Tanya used to call her prince-in-disguise, Khalid Saif Al-Fadir was writing an email to his uncle, Prince Abdullah Saif Al-Fadir of Saudi Arabia, sitting in front of his laptop in his apartment at the Hotel de Crillon. Dear Uncle, While hoping your journey home was a pleasant one, I wish for this message to find you in good health and spirit. Since our parting in Washington and my return to Paris, several questions have been roaming my mind. I list them below and perhaps we could find some of their answers together, if your schedule allows you the time to do so. Why were they sent back to Australia? Is that where the puppeteer is? Does Mossad know where he is? What happened to the computer found at the CIA during Mr. Sadir’s trial? Was there more on its hard dri