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She heard the words but her brain didn't analyze them, it was too busy focusing on his every move . She nodded from time to time and smiled and when he waited for her to answer she articulated shallow sentences . He seemed to like her secrecy , she wasn't doing it on purpose, but he being a secretive man as well must have felt drawn to a woman like her . He excused himself . She caught a glimpse of the same man he had spoken to before, her eyes fed upon the two and when he cast a look towards her, she simply raised her glass and smiled. The stranger passed a small pouch to Heinrich in utmost secrecy followed by an envelope, much like the one he was given earlier. Heinrich returned to the lady he was conversing with as though nothing had happened, informing her that business deals were taking shape and that he was glad his investments seemed to be well off. Marguerite smiled , sarcastic remarks raging in her head. She had to retrieve "the package". And she had to find a way soon . Three days were all she had , she didn't even know what she was after.The information given to her stated only that the "package" was to be in Heinrich's possession as he was dealing with two other men that were probably British. The note with the pouch would tell her all she needed to know .
" Good evening." "Ah, Commander Pruss ." With that Heinrich stood to greet the Captain of the ship. "Meet Margarita Dietrich." "Welcome on board the pride of The Third Reich." "Thank you, it has been a very smooth ride so far Commander ." "My pleasure Miss Dietrich ." He smiled and carried on to greet other passengers, leaving the two to converse some more.
His back arched , his elbows digging into his desk as if wanting to transmit the pain in his skull to the wood that supported his arms . A half empty bottle of scotch keeping him company. He ran his fingers through his untamed hair and pressed his eyes shut, the headache was unbearable. With a fist charged with all the anger he had in his heart and head, he hit the wooden table cursing before letting out a few sobs and resting his head on his arm stretched over the desk .
"Daddy ?!" He lifted his head, alert , wiping his mouth and rubbing his eyes. He barely distinguished his son's features standing in the door frame, looking at him with questioning eyes. "Yes, come here Eric." The kid walked towards him with uncertainty, never seeing his father in such a miserable state. "Daddy, are you ok ?" he asked pleading "Yes Eric, I am very fine. Now tell me why are you awake? It's almost midnight." The child shrugged not wanting to reveal his fear of the darkness. After all, he and his father were brave hunters and adventurers. John knew what bothered him. Stroking the child's hair he asked. "Would you like to sleep in mine and mummy's room, lad?" Eric's eyes lit up and Roxton's face, for the first time in days, was graced by a somewhat exhausted, sad yet happy smile. "But only until mummy returns, alright?" " Yes Daddy." With that Eric hugged his father as tightly as his small arms would let him. "Daddy !" "Yes son?" Roxton replied looking into his child's eyes. The kid hugged him again and after a moment's silence whispered. "You smell funny." Lord Roxton couldn't contain his laughter although the words hit him like thunder as he realized in fact the state he was in . He told Eric to wait for him in bed promising not to return before he was properly clean.
"My my . How time flies when you're having fun . Almost midnight , I think I best retire to my room." She spoke with impeccable German. "Indeed it does, Miss Dietrich . Indeed it does . How about a drink in a more private place?" His words caught her attention as she was preparing to leave and retrieving her purse . She turned to face him . He stood in front of her, a wide smile on his face. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. 'This indeed kept getting better and better,' she thought. "To speak of business of course ." He added. "Yes, business. Of course, Sir Heinrich." And with that he escorted her to his private room.
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She heard the words but her brain didn't analyze them, it was too busy focusing on his every move . She nodded from time to time and smiled and when he waited for her to answer she articulated shallow sentences . He seemed to like her secrecy , she wasn't doing it on purpose, but he being a secretive man as well must have felt drawn to a woman like her . He excused himself . She caught a glimpse of the same man he had spoken to before, her eyes fed upon the two and when he cast a look towards her, she simply raised her glass and smiled. The stranger passed a small pouch to Heinrich in utmost secrecy followed by an envelope, much like the one he was given earlier. Heinrich returned to the lady he was conversing with as though nothing had happened, informing her that business deals were taking shape and that he was glad his investments seemed to be well off. Marguerite smiled , sarcastic remarks raging in her head. She had to retrieve "the package". And she had to find a way soon . Three days were all she had , she didn't even know what she was after.The information given to her stated only that the "package" was to be in Heinrich's possession as he was dealing with two other men that were probably British. The note with the pouch would tell her all she needed to know .
" Good evening." "Ah, Commander Pruss ." With that Heinrich stood to greet the Captain of the ship. "Meet Margarita Dietrich." "Welcome on board the pride of The Third Reich." "Thank you, it has been a very smooth ride so far Commander ." "My pleasure Miss Dietrich ." He smiled and carried on to greet other passengers, leaving the two to converse some more.
His back arched , his elbows digging into his desk as if wanting to transmit the pain in his skull to the wood that supported his arms . A half empty bottle of scotch keeping him company. He ran his fingers through his untamed hair and pressed his eyes shut, the headache was unbearable. With a fist charged with all the anger he had in his heart and head, he hit the wooden table cursing before letting out a few sobs and resting his head on his arm stretched over the desk .
"Daddy ?!" He lifted his head, alert , wiping his mouth and rubbing his eyes. He barely distinguished his son's features standing in the door frame, looking at him with questioning eyes. "Yes, come here Eric." The kid walked towards him with uncertainty, never seeing his father in such a miserable state. "Daddy, are you ok ?" he asked pleading "Yes Eric, I am very fine. Now tell me why are you awake? It's almost midnight." The child shrugged not wanting to reveal his fear of the darkness. After all, he and his father were brave hunters and adventurers. John knew what bothered him. Stroking the child's hair he asked. "Would you like to sleep in mine and mummy's room, lad?" Eric's eyes lit up and Roxton's face, for the first time in days, was graced by a somewhat exhausted, sad yet happy smile. "But only until mummy returns, alright?" " Yes Daddy." With that Eric hugged his father as tightly as his small arms would let him. "Daddy !" "Yes son?" Roxton replied looking into his child's eyes. The kid hugged him again and after a moment's silence whispered. "You smell funny." Lord Roxton couldn't contain his laughter although the words hit him like thunder as he realized in fact the state he was in . He told Eric to wait for him in bed promising not to return before he was properly clean.
"My my . How time flies when you're having fun . Almost midnight , I think I best retire to my room." She spoke with impeccable German. "Indeed it does, Miss Dietrich . Indeed it does . How about a drink in a more private place?" His words caught her attention as she was preparing to leave and retrieving her purse . She turned to face him . He stood in front of her, a wide smile on his face. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. 'This indeed kept getting better and better,' she thought. "To speak of business of course ." He added. "Yes, business. Of course, Sir Heinrich." And with that he escorted her to his private room.