Curiosity is a dangerous thing

[Stoat]

Joerg Heinrich stopped at an isolated location some distance from the village. The mist had cleared, revealing a starlit sky. The crisp, frosted air lent the scene the intensity of his favourite films. This was his time. He was to become a hero of Rheinland, a freedom fighter protecting the vulnerable and needy. He pulled a small signalling device from his coat and flipped the switch. Before long he heard the whine of engines, and looking to the east he saw the running lights of the vessel that approached. His face split with a grin as he anticipated what was to come.

A hundred meters away, Anja caught sight of Joerg standing in the middle of the field. She too heard the engines. She stopped, slightly frightened now. She knew well of the Hessians. She paid attention to the news channels, and was fully convinced that they consisted solely of murderers, thieves and terrorists. She knew she would be endangering herself if she got closer, but she had things to say to Joerg that would not wait. Filled with determination, she was about to head into the field when a soft cough spun her around. Standing before her was a uniformed officer of the Federal Polizei. She opened her mouth to say something, but the officer merely raised his finger to his lips.

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