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Hochstetter leaned closer to the exasperating American. He could feel his vein bulging out of his forehead. His doctors had cautioned him about lowering his stress level. But how could one do that with Papa Bear on the loose and terrorizing the countryside?! No, Hogan would be made to talk.
"Tell me about the meeting," he demanded for what felt like the hundredth time this morning.
Hogan sighed, though the cocky smug look in his eyes never left. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Major," he said. "What meeting?"
He growled and leaned even closer until he was a few inches from Hogan's face. On sudden impulse, he removed his luger from its holster and set it on the metal table. He breathed in and out and in and out. He had to keep his temper in control for the minute he lost it was the moment Hogan won. "You will tell me everything about the meeting," he said, forcing the words out in a normal voice. "Or I will take you into the street and shoot you myself!"
Hogan seemed to consider this and Hochstetter could practically see the wheels turning like the gears of a clock. "You know," he said thoughtfully. "I think you mean that. I'll tell you everything."
Aha! Triumph at last, he thought. A satisfied smile played at the corners of his mouth while the prisoner continued.
"I was strolling through the park one day."
"Park? The one in Hammelburg?" He asked, jotting down notes on his pad of paper.
"Indeed," Hogan said. "Hmm, when was it? Ah, yes - it was the merry month of May. And..."
Hochstetter looked up eagerly. "Ja, ja, go on."
Hogan looked at his hands, rather embarrassed. "I was - well, I was taken by surprise by a pair of roguish eyes and in a moment my poor heart was stole away."
Hochstetter froze as the words he was scrawling on the pad registered in his mind. He looked up at Hogan's completely serious face, but the hint of laughter in his eyes sent the Major over the edge. "BAH!" he screamed, tossing the pad into the air and stomping out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Hogan picked up the luger by the barrel and went to the door, giving it a couple of quick raps. The door opened and Schultz gave him a alarmed look when he held out the gun.
"Make sure Major Hochstetter gets this back before we go back to camp."
AN: The lyrics are from the song, 'The Fountain at the Park', a song by Ed Haley, published in 1884 by Willis Woodward & Co. of New York - Now in the Public Domain.
I don't know what's come over me. Instead of reading for PBAs, I'm writing little scenes. Oh, well... c'est la vie.
