I didn’t respond. I was thinking about how many emotions a person can cram into one sentence.
“My world is ugly, but at least it’s real,” he went on, hard-nosed as ever. “The spiritual world is a load of crap.”
Willi Mizrachi an Israeli arm-dealer is murdered in Delhi. Dotan Naor, private eye, is landing in Delhi only to discover that an innocent bet done a year earlier had gulfed the Himalaya’s with terror against Israelies.
This is an journey into a nightmare of every Israeli – the fear of terror and kidnapping. The plot combines two opposing ends: terror and spirituality. In the middle there is an exceptional love story
Zur also has his own travel TV show on Israeli television.