Shadow Of Evil: Cold War Espionage Thriller (Dragan Kelly Book 2) by Peter Alderson Sharp

Author:Peter Alderson Sharp [Sharp, Peter Alderson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bark at the Moon Books
Published: 2021-05-05T22:00:00+00:00

Down the Line

“What’s your name?”

“You’ve asked me that already!” replied Kelly. The man he was speaking to looked out of sorts with his surroundings. They were sitting on crates at an old and dirty pine table in a barn on a farm forty kilometres east of Berlin, just south of Neu Zittau, to the west of Kesselberg, and surrounded by rolling countryside. The man wore a suit, complete with collar and tie, his black leather shoes and the cuffs of his trousers splattered with mud and other substances.

“So, I’m asking again. We like to be sure about things, especially the people we are dealing with.”

“My name is Dragan Novak,” said Kelly.

“Dragan? That’s a Serbian name, isn’t it?”

Kelly shrugged. “Croatian, Serbian, Slovenian, it’s Slavic. I can’t say I’m happy with it—Slavic names became unpopular during the struggle for liberation—but it’s what I was given, so I have to live with it.”

“Were you living in East Berlin?” asked the suit.

“West Berlin, it’s safer for Ustase in the west.”

“Where in West Berlin?”

“I’m not telling you that!” said Kelly gruffly. “It’s a safe house. You’ll have to ask Manteufel if you want to use it, but it will cost you!”

“You say you were Ustase, wha—”

Kelly interrupted him. “I am Ustase, not was! Once Ustase, always Ustase!”

The suit was quiet for a moment, scrutinising Kelly. “Of course,” he said, “I understand. I was just going to ask you which Ustase Brigade you were with.”

“I was what you call a Hauptmann in the First Ustase Brigade, initially under Colonel Francetić, then Major, later Colonel Boban.”

“The Black Legion?” asked the suit, clearly impressed.

“That was our nickname, yes,” said Kelly.

“Did you fight alongside any German troops?”

Kelly gave a roar and stood up. Leaning forward, he brought his face to within a few centimetres of the suit’s. “Why are you asking me all of these stupid questions? I don’t have anything to prove to you, you little shit!”

Kelly straightened up, still glowering down at the little man. He noted the two guards either side of the suit become alert and raise their machine pistols slightly. He also noticed Manteufel, who had been loitering near the door, suddenly become very alert, legs astride and braced, his right arm behind his back. Don’t draw your weapon, Horst! he screamed mentally. It’s only a bluff, don’t give the game away. Don’t draw your weapon!

Manteufel didn’t draw his weapon, but remained ‘ready’.

“Where was your precious German Army when we were pinned down at Kupres?” yelled Kelly belligerently. “One thousand men of the legion, surrounded by three thousand Serbian Untermenschen and their slavering Slavic cousins. Come to that, where were you? In an office in Berlin, no doubt!”

Kelly sat down again looking angry. The suit had looked startled at first but had regained control very quickly. This one is a pretty cool customer, thought Kelly.

After a pause, the suit said quietly, “I believe Kupres was in late summer forty-two? At that time, I was probably crossing the Don River just outside Stalingrad. I wasn’t

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