Switzerland April 1968
Hogan, Newkirk, and Kinch debarked from the plane about mid-day after the short flight from London to Switzerland. They met up with Carter, LeBeau, and the younger Wolfgang, whom had cars and weapons ready for them. When Hogan knew there was no way of talking Angie out of her trip, he contacted the rest of his team informing them of what was about to occur. They all agreed to provide security protection for Angie without her knowledge, in their hearts they'd always known this day would finally arrive. Unfortunately, Hochstetter had slipped by them and gotten to Angie before they could stop him. Kinch and Carter were going out to Hochstetter's brewery by Hogan's request. He, Newkirk, and Wolfgang were going to Hochstetter's house to look for clues as to where else he might have taken their friend. LeBeau was going to stay at the hotel with Lisal, just in case Angie showed up on her own, or if any danger came to Lisal.
Hogan pulled onto the street where Hochstetter lived, and the three approached the house on foot. Just as they were leaving the car, another vehicle drove by looking for Hochstetter, what he found instead was a man who looked like an older Papa Bear. Finally after all these years, he was going to have his revenge. First of course, he'd have to make sure it really was Hogan, and then he'd kill him. He watched them make their way to the house and then found a place to wait. Papa Bear would not escape his grip this time.
Stalag 13, December 1944
An hour later, Schultz escorted Hogan over to Klink's office where General Burkhalter and Major Hochstetter were waiting with the Kommandant. "General, Major," Hogan acknowledged them entering the office taking a seat. The two Gestapo guards in the outer office armed with automatic rifles didn't escape his notice.
"Hogan, we're going to discuss your trip to Düsseldorf," Hochstetter stated with a smile. He had him now and nothing could get Hogan out of his grasp this time.
"What about it?" Hogan asked tasting the bile in the back of his throat. He knew getting Angie out might come back and bite them. Get her back to England at all cost; those were his orders, well it might be at his cost. He only hoped his men could get out alive.
"Tell us about your trip, Hogan," Burkhalter requested looking at the Colonel, but not revealing anything on his face.
"I don't know what you want to know. Gestapo picked us up, took us off, then asked lots of questions," Hogan replied nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders.
"You said that you were picked up and taken to Düsseldorf Gestapo headquarters. I happen to know that the head of Düsseldorf office didn't authorize a pickup from here, and he knows for a fact that you were not brought into his headquarters. What do you have to say to that Hogan?" Hochstetter gloated standing over Hogan in the chair; he had his man now.
"I never said we were taken to Düsseldorf Gestapo, Colonel Klink said that was who picked us up. I don't know where they were from they didn't say," Hogan answered simply with a smile.
"Where did they take you?" General Burkhalter asked raising an eyebrow at Hochstetter. He was seated in Klink's chair with his hands in his lap.
"I'm not sure, General. We were blindfolded for most of the trip. When they took them off, we were in a detention cell," Hogan replied folding his arms around himself. "Why don't you ask the Luftwaffe officer who helped transport us these questions?"
"What Luftwaffe officer?" Burkhalter questioned looking at Klink from behind the desk. This was information he should have known about before now. What else didn't he know?
"His name was Major Webber, and he was sent by the Gestapo," Klink nervously answered. Hogan made a mental note to retire the underground member's persona permanently now.
"What Gestapo, Klink? There was no Gestapo here that night! No one from Hammelburg or Düsseldorf came to pick up Hogan and his men. It was the underground and you let them walk right out of here with the most dangerous man in Germany! Perhaps when I'm finished with Hogan, I should come back and interrogate you," Hochstetter ranted walking around the room.
"Major, we haven't established anything yet, you're getting ahead of yourself," Burkhalter stated raising his voice slightly as a warning to the pacing Hochstetter. "Klink, tell me about the phone call you received. Who was it from?" Hogan stayed quiet watching the interchange between the Germans, his mind working overtime trying to find a way to save his men.
"It was a General Kinchmeyer from Berlin," Klink answered nervously. "I had no reason to question his authority."
"Klink, you wouldn't question anyone's authority," Hochstetter declared angrily. "There is no General Kinchmeyer in the Gestapo, you idiot!"
"I think he means General Kittsmeyer, and he's a good friend of mine," Burkhalter interrupted before Hochstetter could go into a tirade. "Now Klink, please continue with your story."
"He called saying he'd developed a new interrogation procedure, and wanted to test it out on some of our prisoners," Klink said nervously looking from the General to the Major.
"You allowed the Gestapo to take your prisoners to experiment upon, without clearing it with me first?" Burkhalter asked shaking his head in dismay.
"I could hear the Fuehrer in the background as we talked. I didn't see a need to question his orders. I was told the orders came from the Fuehrer directly," Klink nervously fumbled his words out.
"Lies! All lies. I'm beginning to suspect you of being in league with Hogan," Hochstetter said with a dangerously low voice.
"I believe this entire matter can be cleared up with one phone call," Burkhalter declared in a calm voice. He'd either get rid of Hogan, who had been a royal pain in the ass, or Hochstetter would go crawl back under his rock. The General didn't care which at this point. He picked up the phone and asked to be connected to Gestapo headquarters in Berlin, and waited for General Kittsmeyer to answer the line.
"Kittsmeyer here," a rough voice came across the phone.
"Carl, this is Albert. How are you doing today? I'm glad to hear it. Listen, I have a bit of a situation that I'm hoping you can clear up for me," Burkhalter started asking him about the supposed phone call and taking some of his prisoners for a few hours.
