As if crawling through Berlin’s sewers wasn’t bad enough by itself, the Soviet welcoming-committee sure was a nice “finishing touch” to a night out in Berlin with the RPA. They must’ve been alerted by the “noise” we made while trying to rid this forsaken town of its own monsters. It wouldn’t surprise me if my soviet comrades had some good laughs over pulling us out of those sewers.
And where the fuck, did Sgt. Holtz go? He probably has some kind of history in this town that makes him behave like this. Either that, or he is just another coward. We’ll see about that.
So the Soviets took just Ms Foumier & Myself. What a pair we must’ve been.
i hope they treated her respectably. I know what they can be like.
Before i know it i’m being pushed into an interrogation chamber and confronted by Major Arkady Koslov, of all people, why did he have to be here? I had hoped to forget familiar faces of the past. He wants me to report to him. I guess i can let go of some information every now and then. Im not sure who he is reporting to and why. I’ll have to be more cautious in the future. I don’t want to fight the wrong people. I just want to fight monsters.
Ms Foumier made a little row over the pictures we took in the sewers as we got escorted out. She got her negatives back and should consider herself lucky. I on the otherhand will probably have to consider that a favor from Arkady.
And so we walked back to the sewers, not really expecting to find Holtz or our car. Instead we found “Taffy” and “the Yank” sent to pick us up in a company car. Im not fond of admitting that was the first time of the night i felt relieved. In the company of these foreigners.
Back at the RPA headquarters we debriefed our “mission” to Coubertin after which i retreat into my quarters.
The next day i meetup with “the team”. Holtz is still nowhere to be seen. He’ll have some explaining to do to the RPA heads when he returns… We get briefed by Spiegelmann and decide on a plan of action for the day
Ms Foumier gets us some intel on Werner Novak from a polish RPA member. Apparently Werner Novak was working for a certain man called Deert Kessler, an important and powerful figure, as well as hard to find it seems. But Deert has had a woman in his life and that woman is called Brigitte Fisscher and it is her we visited and confronted later that day in the bar she worked.
After confronting her with pictures of the late Werner Novak and just a little persuasion she provides us with the necessary information on Deert Kessler and his crew. This is of course where the real job starts.