Berlin blood

Walter Sachs was especially popular with ladies. He was not refused, at thirty-five he knew nothing about love, but he knew everything about temptation and sex. Although he loved many women, was it love? Their first meeting with Charlotte was illuminated with a special light. They were then playing cards with her brother, and the girl flew past, wafting her with a pleasant feminine smell with a hint of cigarette bitterness. Walter fell in love with her at first sight. He then cheated and beat her stupid brother at cards, and she got to him. No, Walter didn’t want to hurt her, he was just not used to women refusing him. Usually those he paid attention to fell into his arms without hesitation. And here he was faced with refusal for the first time. He decided to take her by brute force. He did not think that the girl would be taught by bitter experience, he thought that he could defeat her. However, it didn’t work out. He paid to have her transferred, just to be there. He couldn’t stand the presence of this August Scholz next to her, and she? She seemed to be stuck to him. Even while she was in his power, Charlotte did not want to give up her position, to turn even a little favorable attention to him. Sachs thought a lot about her words, every time he saw them in the Reichstag, a great desire awoke in him to come up and punch this smug aristocrat in the face. In his eyes, Augustus looked like a smug, pompous turkey who imagined himself to be who knows what. However, Walter restrained his impulses, realizing that he would have more than one opportunity to take revenge. He waited for them to leave, and then went and threw papers on the table of Himmler’s second secretary. John. He knew they were friends. And he knew that Lina was in love with him, he saw those brown eyes that always looked at him with love, but he pretended not to notice it. He was afraid to break her heart, because he himself knew what it was like. She was an ordinary signalman, but after Charlotte left, she began to appear in his office more often. Walter understood that he was between two fires and did not know what to choose. Lina, who loves and doted on him, or Charlotte, on whom he doted on. He tossed between the choice of loving or being loved. He didn’t know which was worse. To be loved by Lina and every time imagine Charlotte in her place and lie right to her face that he also loves her. Or ruin August’s life, set him up and still take what’s his by force. Walter chose the second. He decided: since he’s going to get his hands dirty, he’ll get them up to his elbows. He knew another person who also disliked Augustus. Friedrich Lehmann. True, he did not understand this man’s motives at all, which is why Augustus did not suit him. Just because August has Himmler’s favor? Hardly, too small. Because he is higher in rank? Also no. There was something here that was worth the effort. Today they must meet and think about what to do next; the plan to kill Augustus with the help of his sister turned out to be a failure. They didn’t expect this girl to be so weak-willed. And this brat has the nerve to kill her. Yes, it seems that not everything will be as easy as they planned. Walter entered a small room that looked more like a basement; they usually meet here so that no one knows about their meetings. “Walter, I didn’t know that you would be here so early,” he walked into the room where Friedrich was sitting on the only table. He looked tired and haggard, and the only old hanging lamp that was in the room did not shine in the best way. — Friedrich, how long have you been waiting? — Walter walked up to the table and leaned his hand on it, looked at the folder lying on the table, — No, I just arrived. Tell me, you didn’t create a backup plan either? “To be honest, no,” Walter sat down on the edge of the table. “I thought that whore would have the sense to hurry up and not start talking.” “We had to place bets,” Friedrich grinned. “We would both lose.” What kind of folder do you have? “Walter glanced sideways at the subject of discussion. — Ah, this… This is the business of Eva, Charlotte’s friend. — What’s wrong with her? “A very interesting character,” Friedrich took the folder and turned it around to face Walter. He began to look and quickly came across a very interesting detail. She had no family, no family of origin, the girl came out of an orphanage, who her parents were and where she was born was unknown. “You’re thinking about the same thing I’m thinking about,” Walter looked sideways at Friedrich. “Yes,” they looked at each other and each understood the opportunity to use it. *** Eva walked through the headquarters at her usual pace, it was an unremarkable day, she was working and was happy about it. Her brown eyes and black hair just below her shoulders framed her pretty face in waves. She did not pin them up, but almost always wore them loose. She didn’t dress very well — a gray uniform, like everyone else’s. Eva didn’t like to stand out. She loved to go to cafes and restaurants, she loved to be in society and was terribly afraid of loneliness, it was always cold for her, something unbearable. She had lived in Germany for many years and did not remember anything about her past. The only thing she remembered was that she was sent here from the USSR when it turned out that her father was from the special services. She did not know what happened to him and why she was expelled from the USSR. At first she lived in an orphanage, and then, when she was adopted, she moved to a foster family, where she lived until she was seventeen years old. Eva would not say that she loved her adoptive parents, she was only grateful to them. She would like to know her past, but she did not want unnecessary attention. So she didn’t do anything special. She didn’t even have time to notice how someone grabbed her hand and dragged her into the first office she came across. The girl wanted to scream, but they covered her mouth with a hand. “Calm down, these are your own,” a stern male voice made her quickly calm down. — Who you are? “Eva was scared, the way she was dragged here, it was clearly not with good intentions.” — You know my name, right? “No,” Eve shook her head very carefully. — My name is Friedrich Lehmann, I head the city security department. “And what do you need from an ordinary communications operator?” She arched her eyebrow questioningly; she didn’t understand what he needed from her. “I would like to make a deal,” Friedrich, saying this, grinned, his yellow crooked teeth were disgusting to the girl. In general, his entire appearance was disgusting to the girl. Small stature, crooked back, rotten teeth. He was ugly, but for some reason women paid attention to him. — What deal? “I’m not going to have anything to do with you,” Eva was about to leave, but he grabbed her hand. — Take your time, beauty. — He took out a folder that he had previously hidden behind his back. “I know everything about you,” he looked at her predatorily. — What do you know “everything”? — Eva broke out in a cold sweat, he can’t know everything about her, and besides, where from. — Well, for example, the fact that your father worked in the intelligence services and intercepted messages from the British. I know that you were sent here for a reason, you must collect information and pass it on to the Russians. Eva, you shouldn’t have decided that no one here will know about you,” he extended his hand to the girl’s face, and in order to get out of such a tense situation for her, she pushed that hand away and retreated deeper into the office. — Even if it is so. Do you have proof? Who will believe you? — my heart was beating wildly somewhere in my head. Surely your whole face is already red from excitement. — One small miscalculation and you will immediately end up in the camps. You’re in a very precarious position, Eva. — What do you want? — I? — He slowly began to approach her again to see her face and look into her eyes. “I want you to frame August Scholz and have him put in prison or shot.” You will give him poison, which I will give you. — What? — Eva said in a whisper, immediately thinking about her friend. And why did they annoy this… Friedrich so much? — You heard everything correctly. You’ll do everything quietly, no one will talk about it,” he pointed to the folder in his hand. — he won’t know. — And when? — She stood and trembled. — I’ll tell you when. “Good girl,” Lehmann chuckled and left the office. Eva slid down the wall she was leaning against to recover. She couldn’t believe it was true. That she would have to go against August and her friend. ***** Walter was rolling a paper ball around the table at his workplace and thinking about how to get rid of August so that Charlotte would run into his hands. Frame? No, it’s too simple, he will leave this job to Friedrich. Walter must do something that will finally crush and destroy their relationship. Scholz himself needs to go downhill. He lit a cigarette and thought, he went through different options, but discarded them immediately when he found thoughts like August’s thoughts. Walter watched him for a long time and came to the conclusion that August learns and adapts quickly. A knock on the door brought him to his senses and he ordered him to enter. — I brought you the documents — it was Lina, who, as always, smiled sweetly and was ready for anything. Her inner light and aura were so bright that they literally blinded Walter. — Yes OK. Put it here,” Walter looked at her and suddenly a thought occurred to him. What if she gets involved in this conspiracy. She is very naive and if he promised her that he would be with her if she slept with August, she would do it without the slightest hesitation. In addition, he knew that Lina was always a hypocrite in front of Charlotte and always wanted to take revenge on her. “Lina, wait,” he called out to the girl when she was about to leave. — Yes, did you want something? — in her eyes one could read selfless love and kindness, she was even ready to commit suicide for his sake, although he didn’t know for sure. “Lina, tell me, you love me,” he stood up and looked into her eyes. “Yes, very much,” she was not afraid to say it openly, simply. He didn’t know what force was driving this girl, but he knew that she was huge. — Lina, dear, can you help with one thing? — he hovered over the girl. “I’ll help, of course, with anything.” — Fine. You want to take revenge on Charlotte Brown for treating me like that? — he hypnotized her with his eyes. — Of course I want to, she’s a bitch and a fool! — the girl was starting to get excited. “Thank you… Sleep with August,” Walter stunned her. “If you do everything right, we will always be together, I will propose marriage to you,” He knew that this was beyond Lina’s strength and she would agree and melt in her dreams. Which are not given to be embodied. — Okay, I’ll do whatever you want. He kissed her. And he began to roughly deepen the kiss, exploring her mouth with his tongue and brushing her upper teeth. Her hands froze on his chest, but Walter needed something else and unzipped his fly himself. He ran his hands up her waist, put his hands on her shoulders and pressed, forcing the girl to lower herself. She must break a little, prove her devotion, become a servant. Lina knelt down resignedly, pushed the fabric aside, unzipping her fly all the way, Walter felt her take a deep breath. He admired. The girl grabbed the flesh with her hands and, looking into his eyes, slowly and carefully took it into her mouth. It was important for her not to break eye contact. Lina felt genuine delight, because, as it seemed to her, she had touched the most intimate. Which means that she is important to him, desired by him. Walter closed his eyes, threw his head back and enjoyed. Lina is inexperienced, but that doesn’t matter. Everything is redeemed by her zeal; she intuitively does a lot of things right. The girl had already gotten used to the size and began to increase the pace, her hands began to roam over sensitive places. She caressed the testicles and touched the frenulum, which made Walter moan quietly, holding back so that no one would hear. Walter stopped taking care of the girl, he wanted more, so the man grabbed her head tightly and began to push into her throat, in a hurry to reach the peak of pleasure. Lina whined quietly, but did not pull away, allowing him to cum in her mouth. Walter exhaled in a relaxed manner. Yes, this is exactly what he needed. Taking a breath, he looked at the disheveled girl, her wet, red lips and lifted her chin, but did not touch her lips. He carried his nose up to the pink ear, exciting him with hot breath, and bit him on the neck. Walter is now excited in a different way. He likes to play with her, he is looking forward to an interesting game. *** After a hard day, Friedrich intended to meet and once again discuss the plan with Walter. This man is not as simple as he previously thought. More and more sides of his personality are being revealed, which are almost frightening. They agreed to meet on his territory, in his office. Friedrich walked along the corridors and became more and more uncomfortable: the building was saturated with melancholy and darkness. It was either the lack of light and dim lamps, or the gray, homeless walls. He turned and, waiting for the soldiers to leave his office, walked into the office, locking it with a key from the inside. Walter, who did not see who entered, wanted to be indignant at the intrusion, but recognized Friedrich in time. He put out his cigarette and waved his hand, inviting him to sit down. — Well, do you have anything to say? — Friedrich began first. “Lina,” Walter said, as if this explained everything. Friedrich raised an eyebrow questioningly. “She will sleep with Augustus, Charlotte will turn away from him.” We kill two birds with one stone: August is destroyed by guilt, Charlotte is offended by him,” he leaned back in his chair. — Ha. This is bullshit! — Friedrich leaned forward — Eva. She will frame Augustus by planting on him the poison that we sent to the workers, and he will be sent to prison. — I’m surprised. Did you take such drastic measures? “Walter arched an eyebrow. — Why bother, the case could drag on if they don’t find evidence. Besides, we definitely don’t need it. — Yes, your idea with the poison was good. Let’s drink to the brilliant plan,” Walter took cognac from the table. “Yes, come on,” Friedrich rubbed his hands, they drank together. As August walked to the investigator to testify again, they celebrated having led him into a trap.