Alex Mitchell - The 13th Tablet

Back in the car, Jack felt the meeting was proceeding well. Still, he was tempted to beep her to remind her to keep on her toes.

‘So, do you have the tablet here?’

‘Unfortunately no. To cut a long story short, it was stolen from me.’

‘How awful. I suppose Iraq is going through a terrible time right now. With all the lootings.’

‘Yes.’ She decided to let him believe it had been stolen in Iraq.

‘If you want my opinion, it’s good riddance, Mina.’

‘I’m sorry Moshe, but could you explain what you mean? You’ve been cryptic about this tablet since the beginning and I want to know why.’

‘Well done,’ thought Jack.

‘Well,’ said the old scholar, ‘the moment I read the rough translation you sent me and the description of how the stone tablet was dissimulated inside a clay case, I made the connection with an account I read years ago in a late 16th century manuscript kept in Coimbra, in Portugal.’

He took a sip of tea and went on. ‘The main text was a complex kabbalistic commentary on a sephirot on God’s Gevurah Shebechesed . It is an aspect of God which means ‘strength’ and ‘kindness’.’

She shuddered. Mina remembered Eli’s words, ‘God acts with the firmness and benevolence of a father who can see further than his children.’

Shobai continued, ‘In the margin was a cryptic sentence about a tablet written in Ur, a dangerous tablet, with which one could unravel God’s plan. Many men had sought this tablet in vain and had died in its pursuit. I remember wondering at the time if the men in question had died because of the tablet or simply had died vainly in a hopeless quest. But my main thought was that it was a dangerous text, something that shouldn’t be trifled with. That’s why I wrote you that email.’

‘But Moshe, if the tablet I discovered is the same as the one you’re talking about, which I believe it is, we have a text that enables humans to predict natural disasters. That’s a major breakthrough.’

‘Mina, I believe there are some things scholars should keep well away from. However good your intentions, what if it fell into the wrong hands?’

‘Even so, what is the worst that could happen?’ asked Mina.

‘I don’t think anyone should try to peer into God’s mind, for want of a better word.’

Mina was surprised at his response. Shobai had not struck her as a very religious man.

‘Don’t mistake me,’ he said quickly, as he noticed her expression. ‘The tablet was hidden for good reasons I’m sure. It’s an accident that this tablet was found. If it hadn’t been for the war and all the destruction, you may never have located it.’

‘One second you believe that the tablet can give its possessor the knowledge of God’s plan and shouldn’t be trifled with, and the next second you believe in accidents ?’

Shobai laughed softly. ‘Mina, Mina. You’ve cornered me. I feel like a foolish young yeshiva student. Let’s keep away from theology. You’re alive, I’m alive, so obviously I must have been wrong about the tablet. Maybe it isn’t that dangerous.’

‘My god, the man is more slippery than an eel,’ thought Jack. ‘He jumps in and out of arguments.’

‘What I wonder, Mina, is why you came to talk to me, here in London. Of course, I’m delighted to see you again. But why travel so far? Has something happened I should know about?’

Mina was troubled. He was asking obvious questions, but she didn’t like the turn the discussion was taking. She’d have to say something soon.

Jack said into the mouthpiece, ‘Mina, do not mention Wheatley. Don’t mention Cambridge.’

‘Well. I’ve found another text,’ she began.

‘Another text?’

Mina noticed Shobai squinted slightly when he pronounced his last words.

‘It’s a 16th century chronicle describing a discussion between rabbis in Safed.’

‘Yes?’

‘A discussion about the tablet.’

‘Extraordinary. Do you have this here?’ he asked.

‘No. It was also stolen from me,’ she said, looking down at her tea cup.

‘Dear me. Mina. You want to give this old man a stroke? Next thing you’ll tell me you’ve found the original Ten Commandments, but that you lost them on the Tube.’

Back in the car, Jack laughed. He was starting to warm up to the old man.

Mina blushed. She was about to say ‘it’s real, Moshe. An old man just like yourself died because of it’, but she held back. Instead, she said ‘Well, not everything was stolen from me.’

Shobai looked up at Mina, curiously.

‘Mina, no!’ Jack blurted out in the mouthpiece.

But Mina didn’t care. She felt wounded in her academic pride and she blurted out ‘I still have a fragment of a letter which seems to indicate that there is another tablet, somewhere in… in Britain, but it was torn, so I have no idea where.’

‘How interesting. What does it say exactly?’ leaning in.

‘Oh, for that I’d need to have a better look at the fragment. I can’t remember off by heart.’

She was lying miserably and she sensed he knew it, but he didn’t comment.

‘Why would it be in Britain? Maybe you’re wrong about its location?’ he asked.

‘Maybe. But if I weren’t, where should I start searching?’

‘Do you mean “in which library”?’ he asked her, tentatively.

‘I don’t know. You tell me.’

‘Well, I really don’t have a clue. I’m baffled,’ said the old scholar.

Mina looked disappointed. Shobai tapped her gently on the arm.

‘Mina. Don’t worry so much. I’m sure it will all turn out fine. Do you need a few letters of introduction to London libraries?’

‘No, but thanks for your offer. I have all the credentials I need.’

‘Of course you do. Well,’ he said as he stood up after Mina, ‘I’m delighted to have met you again, but I’m only sorry not to have been able to help you more in your current search.’

‘Thank you for your time Dr Shobai.’

The young student brought Mina her coat, and then left them. Dr Shobai walked her back to the door, and waved her goodbye as she left. Mina searched for Jack’s car, and his voice in her ear said, ‘Just walk down the pavement to the left. I’m on the corner of the street.’

As Mina turned the corner, Jack opened the passenger door and she jumped in. He seemed irritated, so Mina did not speak. When they reached the hotel, and Jack had parked the car, he finally looked at her and said:

‘It went pretty well didn’t it?’

‘Are you being sarcastic?’

‘No, why?’

‘Why? You haven’t said a word since I got in the car,’ she said angrily.

‘Oh, that.’

‘Yeah, that.’

‘I’m pretty sure we were being followed,’ he answered.

‘Oh my god. Who?’

‘I don’t know. This is the second time I sense we are being followed but I can’t see anyone.’

‘Maybe we’re not being followed then,’ said Mina cheerfully. But her smile froze when she saw Jack was dead serious.

‘You don’t understand, Mina. Not only was I trained by the best to pick up on someone tailing me, but I am particularly good at it. I know we’re being watched.’

‘So who are they? What are they after? Wheatley already has the tablet.’

He did not answer. Instead, he got out of the car. She followed him into the hotel. A crowd was waiting at the lifts, so they climbed the stairs. As they reached the third floor, he said, ‘Mina, as soon as we get to our room, grab your things. The hotel isn’t safe anymore. We need to move.’

‘OK.’

‘We need to get to a place with loads of people, and lose these bastards there, before leaving for Cambridge.’

‘How do we get there?’