In the morning he told Lena that he wanted to wander around the Old City on his own, without being forced to follow a guide leading the group like a flock of sheep. Lena offered to join him and he agreed knowing that her presence would help him blend in with the many tourists that visited the city. He collected a tourist map of the Old City from the hotel's front desk and got some advice and instructions from the concierge. So Ollie and Lena set off on their own and walked down the narrow streets that led from the Jaffa Gate towards the center of the Old City. The narrow streets were just one large colorful open market and after a few hundred meters they left the busy bazaar and veered toward the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. They stood in line with the other tourists waiting to enter the crowded church. Lena, who was wearing a short sleeved top and short pants that did not flatter her figure, had to cover herself with a scarf they purchased from one of the many vendors outside the church. Ollie was more interested in the security in the city and particularly near the church than in the church itself and kept looking around. Lena was impressed by the fact that the church was divided between several different Christian sects: the Greek Orthodox, Eastern Orthodoxy, Oriental Orthodoxy and Roman Catholics who all jealously watched over their part of the church. Fortunately, the Anglicans and other protestant groups believed that the true burial place of Jesus was in the Garden Tomb outside the walls of the Old City so they posted no claims in the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. From the cool church they returned to the hot narrow bazaar streets and followed the crowds of tourists to the Wailing Wall, or Western Wall, the most sacred place to the Jews. The open space in front of the Wall which was separated into two segregated parts — one for men and one for women was crammed full of people. While some were busy praying near the Wall, many other tourists stood a little further away and concentrated on taking photographs of the Wall and colorful worshippers. There were many police and soldiers among these onlookers. Lena was impressed by the size of the stones at the bottom of the wall and wondered how they were carved to exactly fit each other more than two thousand years ago and admired the Dome of the Rock Shrine with its glittering golden roof located on top of the Temple Mount, considered the third most holy site for Islam, while Ollie gazed at the security measures. Lena and Ollie entered the large open space near the Dome of the Rock but as non-Muslims were not allowed to enter the mosque during prayers. Ollie had to accept this since in front of Lena he could not admit that he was a devout Muslim. Israeli soldiers and police forces were stationed at the entrance to Temple Mount but not in the space between al-Aqsa mosque and the Dome of the Rock. Ollie had heard that they only entered this area if the Muslim worshippers started throwing stones and rocks at the Jewish worshippers down below.
This tour of the Old City alarmed Ollie and rattled him, since he realized that it would be impossible to drive a large truck with the container into the heart of the city. The narrow streets were not passable for vehicles that were large enough to carry a container, so Ollie knew he had to have the device transferred to a smaller vehicle, which would not be easy considering its weight and size, and disguising it would be a real challenge. He told Lena he wanted to walk back to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre from the Lions Gate that was near Temple Mount — following part of Via Dolorosa in the footsteps of Jesus. He was more interested in the width of the streets than in the 14 stations on Via Dolorosa, but Lena was impressed by his sudden burst of religious zeal. The two ISA agents had followed Ollie and Lena the whole time keeping a safe distance from the couple and in the bustling crowd were not noticed by Ollie.
In the evening Lena and Ollie joined the group for dinner and their guide promised them a special treat — walking on the ancient walls of the Old City at night and seeing all the holy places illuminated by special lighting. After the tour of the walls Ollie went to one of the few remaining public phone booths, which were hard to find in a country that had more cellular phones than residents, and called the private number of the shipping agent in Rijeka and learned that the container had already been delivered safely to the agricultural institute in Tulkarm. He then placed another call to a randomly selected number in the Tel Aviv area and hung up.
The two ISA agents who had been trailing Ollie since his arrival in Tel Aviv were a bit surprised when he left the group and wondered around the Old City with Lena during the day. They did not see anything unusual in the fact that he had visited the holy places of Christianity, Judaism and Islam and did not suspect that he had been planning how to place a bomb amidst the Old City. So far he had behaved like a typical tourist and the signal from the tracking device planted in his passport was strong and continuous. The agents followed him to the phone booth and entered it as soon as he left and then redialed the last number. The call was answered by an old woman who sounded confused when they asked her who had just called and she said that she didn't know as the caller hung up without speaking. They recognized this simple ploy immediately and called the telephone company. After speaking to the shift supervisor the agents got the list of numbers that had been called from that booth and by the timestamp identified the number in Croatia that Ollie had called. A quick search revealed that it belonged to shipping agent. They passed the information to the ISA headquarters who forwarded it to Shimony at the Mossad. Shimony decided to send the resident from Zagreb to interrogate the shipping agent and called him instantly with instructions to find the man and discover everything about his connections with Ollie, and especially whether he had made a shipment of a container and its destination.
Ollie told Lena that he had called his mother from the phone booth the previous day and that due to an emergency situation involving his aging mother in Sweden he had to depart immediately. When he started packing his bag, Lena burst out crying and pleaded with him to stay another couple of days and return to Gothenburg with the group but he insisted that he had to leave right away and promised her he would get in touch with her in Sweden as soon as his mother's health improved. He then asked her to inform the group's guide about his plans and left 50 Euro as a tip for the guide.
Ollie made his way to the main bus station just outside the walls of the Old City that catered to the East Jerusalem Arab population and in English asked at the information counter how he could get to Umm al-Fahm. A fast exchange in Arabic took place between the man at the counter and a taxi driver and since Ollie had spent enough time in the Middle East with the ISIS forces and understood Arabic he knew they were planning on charging him double the regular exorbitant rate. He said something quite rude about cheating tourists so once they realized he spoke Arabic they managed to negotiate a price that was only slightly over the normal rate. He then got into the taxi and told the driver in English to make it fast. The two hour trip was uneventful as the taxi had the Israeli orange colored license plates and was not stopped by any police or military roadblock. When they reached Umm al-Fahm Ollie asked the driver to drop him off at the central mosque, tipped him generously and to the driver's surprise entered the mosque as if he belonged there and not like a Christian tourist.