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“That might be rather difficult, Major,” Halstead replied with his gaze still directed outward, “seeing as how there’s no one around to distribute the newspapers.” Both men allowed the interior of the automobile to fill with a silence that lasted all the way to the Reich Chancellery.
############“You good men seem to have forgotten who holds the upper hand here,” Halstead gave in response to the latest tirade directed at his person, this one from Dr. Wolfgang Kapp himself, the man who had proclaimed himself Chancellor two days before. “I hold the upper hand in the form of Ebert and his cronies.” “Herr Hitler,” General Lüttwitz interjected as he raised himself out of his chair to lean forward over the table that dominated the meeting room, “allow me to remind you that we could, and really should, have you arrested for treason.” “Treason?” Halstead laughed a smile and leaned back from the table and Lüttwitz. “For what? For arresting the November criminals after you allowed them to escape?” Lüttwitz turned beet red and pounded his fist on the table. “You will tell us where that rescission order is! Do whatever you want with ‘Ebert and his cronies’! We don’t care! The only thing we care about is ending this strike!” Another pounding of the table. “Germany will not be brought down by a bunch of trade unions!” Exhausted, he slumped back into his chair. “Give us the order, here and now, or my men will arrest you and strip search both you and your guard, Corporal.” |