Sgt. Holtz, Sasha,and myself were sent to the River to investigate the body of V. which had washed up on the shore. V. was an informant for the RPA and I had seen him around the office occasionally. When we arrived at the scene it was getting dark and we had to move quickly. Officer Oster had been kind enough to call the body into the RPA first so we had just a few moments to conduct our investigation before the police arrived. Sgt. Holtz stood watch while Sasha and I checked out the body. Sasha turned him over and went through his belongings looking for clues while I took pictures. We did this as quickly as possible but were unable to completely investigate the body before the police arrived. Sasha did some fast talking and explained to the police that we were RPA agents. They weren’t thrilled that we were there and asked us to leave so as this was in their “jurisdiction”.
We returned back to headquarters and Sasha and I were relieved to discover we had recovered more evidence than we’d initially thought. Sasha had discovered a water logged notebook in the coat pocket of V. I quickly set to drying it out while we continued to review the rest of the evidence we’d collected. Sasha mentioned that he believed the cause of death was strangulation of some kind. The neck of the deceased had been stretched and there were strange bruises around the neck and part of the head. These also showed up in the photos I took. Sasha also noticed there was mud on his boot from where he had turned over the body. This same mud was on the victim’s hands and knees. It appeared to be from a drainage pipe.
Sgt. Holtz suggested we get a boat or drive up the river and ask around for information. By this time, the notebook had dried out enough that it could be read. Surprisingly it was in Polish not German as I expected it to be. Sasha, having spent some time in Warsaw, was able to translate enough that we could figure out that V. had been observing two drainage pipes. He suspected there being some smuggling occurring at this location on the River. We decided to check out the pipes for ourselves.
The first drain pipe lay on the bank in front of a lot of old warehouses. Sasha and I stood watch while Sgt. Holtz investigated the pipe. He didn’t find much other than a muddy hand print indicating he wasn’t the only person who’d climbed down there recently. We traveled through the American checkpoint then the Russian one where we stopped to see if they had seen anything unusual along the river. They reported nothing out of the ordinary.
At the next pipe, Sasha went down. He found a strange chain going from the pipe into the river. Naturally he decided to pull up the chain. None of us were prepared for what we found at the end of it. It was a woman, or it had been when it was alive. It lunged for Sasha but we were able to stop it. Unfortunately, we created a lot of noise in the process and could hear the police approaching from the river. I was determined to complete our mission and tried to gather evidence with Sasha’s assistance. Sgt. Holtz took off as soon as he heard the sirens.
Now we have to come up with a story for the police….