Fox At The Front (Fox On The Rhine) - Plot & Excerpts
The driver had pointed out, in tones that the Führer of the Third Reich normally would not have tolerated, that the narrow and winding road, coupled with the need to drive without headlights, had of necessity slowed the procession to a painstaking crawl. He turned in irritation to confront the hostage, who had the audacity to sleep during this tense passage. “Wake up!” snapped Himmler, slapping von Reinhardt on the shoulder. He took some satisfaction from the wince of pain evident on the tall man’s face as his head jerked forward and, ever so slowly, he opened his eyes and peered around. “What is it?” asked the aristocratic Prussian. “You are sure this is the right road?” Himmler pressed. “Remember, if we encounter trouble, you are the first one to die!” “That is a fact that I am not likely to forget,” von Reinhardt noted with a maddening lack of passion. “As to whether we are on the right road, I cannot say—perhaps you noticed that I was sleeping?” “Bah,”
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