The German Half-Bloods (The Half-Bloods Trilogy Book 1) by Jana Petken

Author:Jana Petken [Petken, Jana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-06T07:00:00+00:00

Paul left Brandt’s apartment at three o’clock in the afternoon, after being assured that the papers he needed for Judith would be ready within forty-eight hours. Brandt had more or less confirmed it by arranging to meet with Paul in Berlin’s Potsdam Platz to pick up the paperwork two days hence.

Paul was still curious about Brandt’s involvement with MI6 and wasn’t convinced that the old man worked alone in Berlin. He seemed to know what he was doing, but it wasn’t realistic to presume that he had the weight behind him to personally sign off on official medical, police, and law court documents. It had also struck him as odd when he’d mentioned ‘walking up and down the streets of Berlin to get to where he had to go,’ which could mean he had contacts in certain government branches.

As Paul drove through Berlin’s centre, he thought about the incredibly dangerous work that Brandt and Max were doing. According to Max, Brandt had been successful in getting people out of Germany, not once but numerous times, and if that were true he was either a genius, a man taking advantage of sloppy German bureaucracy, or he was a spymaster using inside help in ministry departments.

“What are you doing here?” Laura gave Paul the once over, staring for a particularly long time at his working man’s clothes. “And what on earth are you wearing now?”

“Where’s Judith?” Paul grinned after giving his mother a peck on the cheek.

Laura asked Paul to sit at the kitchen table while she made tea. He sat but was itching to see Judith. “I’ll go get her. I’ve got good news for her, and she should be here to hear it.”

Laura’s hand pushed down on Paul’s shoulder as he started to rise. “No. Paul, wait. I don’t know what happened, but after you left this morning I took her breakfast upstairs … God, this is awful, just terrible. I went into her room, and she’d … well, she wasn’t there. She must have left the house before you did.”

Paul looked up at his mother’s pale face, her trembling lips and eyes filling up. “She’s gone? How did she manage to leave without us knowing? His voice trailed off, and as his mother’s news fully hit him, he thumped the table with his fist. “She must have heard Papa and me shouting at each other. I need to look for her, she won’t last a day out there on her own.”

“Your father drove around the neighbourhood for hours, Son. As soon as I’d told him, he jumped in his car and went out to search for her. That was nearly eight hours ago.”

“She might have gone back to her flat. I’ll start there.”

Laura sat and put her hand on Paul’s arm. “No, dear, I don’t think you should. You see, Judith left a note on the hall table. She wrote it on the back of a tram ticket. I don’t know what it means. All it says is I don’t want your help.

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