Hey, where did my update go?
Rob appeared to all the world as an innocent dentist living in Ecuador. Only his wife knew that he was a double agent for the Taliban from the NSA. With the whir of his instruments drowning out any bugs, and the inducement of a minor toothache, spies felt comfortable telling him their secrets, which he then passed on to his superiors.
But his amnesia had started to recede, and every day he remembered more and more of his childhood. “Reuven! That’s my name!” he exclaimed one day over breakfast. His daughter Nili looked at him worriedly. “Dad, are you okay?” she asked.
Rob left his breakfast to get to his office early. And he told his receptionist to make an appointment with every Rivky in the telephone book. If there was any possibility of finding out what had happened to him, it lay with his scheming older sister.
Meanwhile, writersoul was face to face with Rivky.