The Ghost that Haunted Hitler by William P. McGivern

Author:William P. McGivern [McGivern, William P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

THE girl stepped suddenly away from Michael and placed herself beside the captain.

“Your suspicions were correct, Captain Mueller,” she said coldly. “Let me congratulate you.” Her eyes were expressionlessly cold as she regarded Michael. “This American is a spy. He has admitted it to me. He has just received a code message from the British broadcast. The message is in his hand right now.”

“So,” Captain Mueller said softly, “I was right.” His eyes met Michael’s in mocking triumph. “American swine,” he said harshly, “you will pay for this treachery with your life.” His hand closed over the butt of the Luger strapped to his side.

Michael said nothing and his lean face was bleak and hard. The girl met his smouldering gaze defiantly.

“It would be pleasant to meet you again,” he said quietly.

“Fraulein Kahn,” Captain Mueller said suddenly. “Why did you come here to this American?”

“It was my duty as a member of the Reich,” the girl said coldly. “You said that you were suspicious of him and I felt I could trick him into betraying himself more easily than you.”

Captain Mueller grinned softly.

“You are very clever, Fraulein. I will see that your superior officer hears of your good work.” His grin broadened. “I can admit now that at one time I was suspicious even of you.”

“Such caution is commendable,” the girl said quietly. “It is impossible to be too careful in these matters.”

“We think alike, Fraulein,” Obtain Mueller said.

He drew the Luger from his holster and stepped past the girl toward Michael.

“You will come with me,” he said to the American. “Any attempt to escape will be very unwise. I would enjoy shooting you in the stomach, Herr Faber.”

“Why not the back?” Michael said ironically. His thin face was sardonically impassive, but the muscles of his body were coiled like tight springs, ready to strike at the slightest opportunity. “The back is the favorite Nazi target, you know.”

“Dog!” Captain Mueller snapped. “I should break your stupid face for such an insult to our Reich.”

Flushed with anger, he stepped forward and Michael saw, from the corner of his eye, the girl behind him reach out swiftly and pick up a heavy ash tray. Hope flickered in his eyes.

Captain Mueller caught the look and his face hardened suspiciously.

“What—” He broke off and wheeled as suddenly as a cat.

The girl was raising the ash tray over her head, ready to swing down with all her strength.

“So!” he snarled. “You are in with him. Did you think you could fool me?”

He swung the gun around to cover the girl. His face was brutal and dark. There was blood-lust in his small, piggish eyes.

For the first time his eyes were off Michael.

And Michael lunged forward, driving his hard shoulder with all his wiry strength into the back of the German officer’s knees. The savage suddenness of the attack hurled the captain’s heavy body to the floor in a tangled sprawl. Michael’s fist closed on the German’s gun wrist with vise-like pressure, as they rolled on the floor, locked fiercely together.

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