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    Dear Lieutenant,
     
    You asked me to pay you what I owed. As I
have erased everything that belonged to my previous life, I would
love to include you in this. You might have already realized how
rapidly I moved on to do what I said I would after the war.
Gathering information in order to build my strength, I have
followed your life after the war quite closely, and I have learned
much about your past, including your childhood. Of course, your old
tutor, who now works for me, contributed a lot. I am sorry for what
happened to your mother, and I assure you, after the process of
taking advantage of him is over, your tutor will be punished as a
little favor from me.
    I politely insist that you leave the country
so that you will not be affected by what is coming nor risk
conflict with me over your political views. Please note that this
request, and the concession, are one-time offers only. The
necessary documents and permission are attached.
     
    Signature: The Nationalist Socialist German
Workers Party and the Chancellor of Germany,
    Adolf Hitler
     
    When I turned the page over with my
still-shaking hands, I found a pencil drawing. An old tree; in its
trunk, a tiny, open cavity; a lake beside the tree; and a
pitch-black forest encircling them all.The memory returned of a
blind soldier drawing—using my eyes.
    “Who is it, dear?”
    Shuddering, I turned to see Hellen emerging
from the bedroom. She was barefoot and held my sheet over her naked
body with one hand. With the other hand, she touched my shoulder
and looked with curiosity at the papers in my hand.
    “It’s not important,” I said. “Official
things.”
    “But you seem shaken, and the document
says…”
    “What about our agreement? Long talks are
forbidden, and we won’t say everything that comes into our minds,
right?”
    “But I said nothing in bed, and you don’t
know how difficult that is…,” Hellen purred as she embraced me.
    “Let’s go out a little,” I murmured into her
ear. “We can eat something and walk around.”
    “Can’t we stay here?”
    “For tonight, I thought we could go somewhere
full of music, dancing, and alcohol. What do you think?”
    “Okay,” she said, her face lighting up.
     
    . . .
    On the way to the nightclub, I asked the
driver to take us back to the old stone building. Hellen and I
entered the Vril headquarters and passed rapidly through the hall
with the archeological photographs before entering the living
room.
    Maria was there with another girl and a tall
military officer with a well-tailored uniform. Hellen whispered in
my ear, “That man is Otto Reinhardt. He is married to one of the
Vril girls. He is a soldier to the core. Be careful.”
    Their faces turned to us, and Hellen, warmly
greeted Maria and the other girl.
    I was introduced to the officer, and we
chatted formally. I caught Maria’s eyes and she smiled.
    “You look very well,” I said to her. “You
really scared me yesterday.”
    “In the session? Or afterward?” Maria
laughed.

“Hmmm . . .” I said with a wink.
    “We have already finished the translation. We
have it here for you.”
    “Thank you,” I smiled. “And no. You never
scared me,” I added with a smile before Maria laughed.
    I felt a pinch on the back of my arm and a
sarcastic cough from Hellen. She was jealous, and her jealousy made
me realize how obviously I was flirting.
    “Here it is, Dr. Reich,” Maria said and
handed a thin file to me.
    “ Thank you for doing this so soon. I
don’t know how to pay back the favor. Actually, we’re going
somewhere for some music and dancing. Would you like to join
us?”
    “Aww, that would be great, really. How
considerate you are, darling?” Hellen said enthusiastically before
giving me another pinch.
    “Thank you,” Maria answered, “but there is no
need, and Berton is not here yet. I wonder what’s keeping him,” she
said before moving toward the door.
    I turned to Hellen with a questioning
look.
    “ Maria’s