For the last week it has been raining non-stop on the streets of France. Not the most pleasant weather, but for a man like Dieter it was an additional reason to stay in the office and pay attention to the work that needed to be done.

Sturmbannführer did everything for a good working day: he poured a glass of his favorite alcohol, turned on the gramophone with his favorite composition on the record and took a place in a comfortable chair. What Hellstrom didn't expect was that someone would have the nerve to enter his office without knocking. The German grimaced in irritation before straightening up in his place and staring at the person who had disturbed him.

What's the matter ? - The brown-haired man muttered with a barely strained smile, but the expression in his eyes betrayed a certain amount of condescending contempt.