The Bleiberg Project (Consortium Thriller) by Khara David

Author:Khara, David [Khara, David]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Publisher: Le French Book
Published: 2013-04-21T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 25

Like a man possessed, the Israeli agent launched into a full-on history lesson. “In April 1945, Hitler stripped Himmler of all his duties after he was revealed to be negotiating with the Allies through the vice president of the Swedish Red Cross. The SS chief promised not to speed up executions in the concentration camps and to allow humanitarian organizations to send in food. In return, he hoped to avoid prosecution and obtain a position in Germany’s post-war government. But the Allies rebuffed him, and who could blame them?

“After Hitler’s suicide, Himmler tried in vain to join Admiral Dönitz’s provisional government. Dönitz hated Himmler and sent him packing. In desperation, Himmler fled toward Austria wearing an eye patch and disguised as a sergeant major in the Secret Military Police. He was arrested at a British checkpoint on May 22, 1945. Ironically, Himmler’s false papers aroused the Tommies’ suspicion because they were unusually pristine and complete.

“As the Allied powers were spying on each other, a Canadian agent, John Stewart, had infiltrated the British unit. He discreetly made himself known to Himmler. When the reichsführer-SS realized he had been unmasked, he once more tried to negotiate. His talent for manipulation nearly saved his life. Secretly, he gave Stewart a key decorated with a swastika, which opened a safe that contained top-secret SS files. It was Himmler’s last bargaining chip. Scared of being seen with Himmler, however, Stewart disappeared with the key in his pocket.

“Himmler was brought in to see a doctor for a routine check-up. Despite his disguise, he was recognized by one of the guards. Cornered and in an attempt to obtain an interview with British secret service, Himmler gave the guards a small black box no bigger than a cigar box, engraved with the death’s head symbol of the SS. Everybody ignored him. The check-up began. Seconds later, the prisoner screamed ‘I am Heinrich Himmler’ and bit into a cyanide capsule. He died betrayed, stripped of power and rejected on all sides. Poetic justice, perhaps, but the punishment hardly seemed to fit the crimes.

“Shortly afterward, the key flew to Canada with its new owner. The box was deposited in the MI6 archives with tons of documents seized from occupied Germany.” This box. This key. Three pairs of eyes converged on the unnerving little box. Two initials in Gothic script flanked the embossed skull. H.H. Heinrich Himmler.

“What can be in there? It’s tiny,” Jackie said, mesmerized.

“As they say, there’s only one way to find out,” Jeremy replied eagerly. He inserted the tiny key into the lock. A spring clicked. The lid popped open.

“Shit!” Jeremy took out a black-and-white photo that had yellowed with age. “That’s all there is,” he murmured. The blurred photo showed a slim, ageless man in a white coat gripping the shoulders of a child who looked like he was somewhere between six and eight, head shaved, wearing a striped concentration camp uniform. The smug smile of the scientist contrasted with the child’s eyes, which contained all the despair in the world.

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