Interrogation Room #3

[TheOrangeButterfly]

Kommissar Otto Kretschmer sat at a table behind a one-way window which observed the young unioner-girl. She truly was like a feral cat, untamed, hostility in her eyes. He had chosen herr Inspektor Dietrich Grendel for a single reason: ruthless efficiency. A completely Rheinland-loyal, soulless, merciless bastard. His skills were sometimes needed to crack the most hardened criminals, but it seemed today he was to test his mettle against a young pup of mere 20 years.

No problem for a man in his position. The girl had several scratches and bruising from previous "treatment" before being sent to the Moselle for the final acts of interrogation, up until this point she had not been spoken to by a formal 'interrogator'. She was in for a lovely surprise. The room was cold, a stiffening ice that seemed to cloud the minds of those within its confines.

How long would she last? That was a question Otto had to see to find out.

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