Agent Omega: You Only Live Forever by Schaffer Bernard

Author:Schaffer, Bernard [Schaffer, Bernard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dia de los Toros Publications
Published: 2013-10-30T07:00:00+00:00

The year was 1899. He knew it because of the uneven cobblestone streets splattered with horse manure. He knew it from the rugged clothing and oversized newspapers printed on antique paper. He knew it because he grabbed one of the newspapers and covered his nakedness with it as he squatted in the bushes, and the date printed across the top said 1899 in large Germanic script.

He was looking at a monastery set in the middle of the town and was shocked to see swastikas carved into the doorway and windows. He'd known the symbol had various meanings before the Nazis corrupted it, but it was still a shock to see it so boldly displayed. Pryce looked through the monastery's large windows and saw an office inside with priest's clothing hanging near the doorway.

That would do just fine.

He rematerialized inside the office and snatched the robe from its hook, sliding his head and arms through it just as a boy came barging through the door and stopped abruptly. The boy was looking down at Pryce's bare feet in wonder. Pryce wiggled his toes and said in imperfect Austrian, "Was it you? I bet it was. You have that look about you."

"Was it me, what, sir?" the boy said.

"Who stole my pants and shoes?" Pryce said. "You look like the type to do such a thing."

The boy did not, in fact, look like the type. He was a small, thin creature with shaggy brown hair. The kind more likely to walk around with his nose stuck inside a book all day than steal anything, Pryce thought. He kept up his menacing gaze and said, "Well, if it wasn't you, I bet you know who did it."

"No, father," the boy squeaked.

"Very well," Pryce said finally, trying not to laugh at the look of terror on the boy's face. "Off you go, then. Run along."

The boy turned to leave, but just as he turned, another priest was standing in his way.

"What are you doing over here, Adolph? Father Linser is waiting for you at choir practice."

"Yes, Father," the boy said. "I will go there now."

The boy scurried out of the office and down the hall, huffing as his small feet pounded the marble floors. The priest looked at Pryce standing in his office in surprise, "Hello? Can I help you, Father…?"

"Schett," Pryce replied. "I have been sent from Baden to observe your methods, as we are opening our own school and have heard only great things about the work you are doing."

"Oh, in that case, you are welcome to stay and observe as much as you like…" the priest stopped speaking as he looked down at Pryce's bare feet.

Pryce nodded at them and said, "I always come in the most humble fashion into a new house of the Lord. It is my custom. Tell me, who was that lad I was just speaking with?"

The priest looked back down the hall and frowned, thinking it over. "Hitler, I believe? Quiet little runt. Why, was he giving you a hard time?"

"No," Pryce said quietly.

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