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am on is the side of money, Captain Dieter. No one else pays my bills.  Now, you can go see Inga in room twelve while I entertain this charming older man you brought with you.”
    Lisa once again grabbed Goot by the arm.
    Dieter glanced back in time to see Goot having his wallet expertly picked by Lisa as she escorted him to the bar area.
     
    FINDING INGA WAS EASY enough, still singing the same old Bavarian tune she had sung to him four months before.  With the door leading to her room slightly ajar, Dieter eased himself into the Victorian-appointed but cramped room.  He quietly maneuvered along the foot of her brass bed as she sat brushing her brown waist-length hair in front of a dresser mirror.  Admiring her beauty for several minutes, waiting until she had finished, he cleared his throat to attract her attention. 
    Immediately she turned, dropping her hairbrush on the floor in shock, her mouth agape. 
    “You bastard—where have you been?” she demanded angrily.  “My letters to you for the past two months were returned with no forwarding address! I thought you were dead!”
    Dieter took Inga in his arms embracing her slim fi gure.  She allowed his hands to roam over areas he was all too familiar with.  “Ha-hah, you really did miss me, didn’t you? And I thought you would have forgotten me by now.”
    Inga grabbed his neck using it as support as she wrapped her long tan legs around the base of his back.  “Forget my long lost love?  Maybe I should have.” 
    He b rushed aside her jasmine scented hair, their eyes meeting. “Oh come now, Inga, no games this time, okay?”
    As their lips were about to touch , Lisa burst into the room. “Dieter,” she said breathlessly. “American soldiers are downstairs. You and your men must hide right away.” 
    “Can you believe this? I haven’t seen this beautiful woman in over four months and now this has to happen.” He continued to eye Inga appreciatively. “Damn it, just fifteen lousy minutes is all I would have asked for. It just goes to prove all good things must come to an end.”
    Releasing her leggy grip, Inga slid back onto her bed. 
    “Inga, there is one thing I must know before we part ways,” he said, taking a step back, gazing lustfully upon her body’s fullness.  “Has anyone come looking for me in the past couple of weeks? Anyone at all?” He searched her face for any sign of betrayal, never truly knowing whom he could trust anymore.
    She moved closer to him, tilting her head to one side. “No, not that I’m aware of. Who would want to look for you here?”
    “It’s a long story, one that I can’t explain right now due to our particular circumstances. Another day, another time, I promise.”
    Dieter turned to face Lisa and the boys who now gathered in the hallway. “Lisa, please go and fetch our friend Goot before the Americans find him and decide to shoot the poor old bastard.”
    Dieter broke into a mischievous grin, truly realizing for the first time that he was about to be come a very rich man .
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER SEVEN
     
     
     
     
     
    The rush of heavy leather boots clumsily running up wooden steps signaled the American soldiers were fast approaching.
    Dieter ordered the boys to take up a defensive position in order to repel any advance for the moment. 
    Goot was puzzled at Dieter’s response to the Americans.  “I thought you wanted to be captured by the Americans,” he exclaimed.
    Dieter extracted his Lugar sidearm to check its ammunition. “I do, but on my own terms and conditions.” He turned to face Inga. “Is there an attic where the boys can hide?”
    She pointed down the darkened hall. “Yes, of course. It is where we hide our black market alcohol from the police.” Inga took Dieter by the hand, walking the short distance to where she pushed aside a large, gaudy oil painting of an alpine mountain scene that revealed a secret door.
    Dieter pulled Inga out of earshot of the boys and