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Chapter 3 by 1871Valentine 1871Valentine

Who's there? Gestapo, A neighbor, or another uninvited party.

The SS

A man in a black suit stood in the doorway. He had a black uniform and the swastika on his left arm. I panicked, it was an SS soldier.

"Guten Tag, Frau Jansen." He noticed the meal on the table.

"I am absolutely famished, do you have a free seat?"

"Yes, please make yourself comfortable."

Right as I said that Robin walked in. He froze, we exchanged worried glances, I motioned for him to sit down. He reluctantly claimed his seat, I set the table. Once we had all taken our seats, we began to eat. Robin poked his food. The nazi introduced himself as Col. Johann Weilschmidt. He said he was here on behalf of the German Science Department. He took a pause to rip into a porkchop, and he continued.

He wanted to discuss Robin's work in theoretical physics. Robin perked up at that. They began to discuss physics. I took the plates and returned with three wine glasses. I filled the glasses and took a sip, the first of many to get through the night. Johann took a glass, then Robin took his cop and put it on the table. I took a sip from my glass.

"I think we have been discussing pleasentries long enough. I came here to discuss an offer from the German government." Robin paused.

"What kind of offer?" Another short pause. Then Johann responded. "A job offer."

I froze, I turned to Robin. He seemed to be considering the offer. I took a sip of wine.

"A lot of our research is on theoretical physics, and we need some scientists who are familiar with the field." I peered at Johann he seemed to eyeing me, so I ignored him. I returned to the conversation.

"I'll take the job"...."What?" Robin turned to me. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I can't ignore it."

He was right unfortunately. Robin left to pack his things, he seemed giddy. Johann sat next to me. He wrapped his arm around me.

"Don't worry about him I will be here for you." He was close to me. I looked at his blond hair. It looked like it was greased back. His pale, blue eyes had such vivid reflections. He had the most insidious smile. Johann moved on closer. I...

Accept his advances, Politley Excuse Yourself, or Something Else?

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