Chapter Nine
Linz, Austria – 1989
“If I unlock the handcuffs, can I trust that you will behave?” asked Gorilla.
Peter Vogel nodded. “Yes, yes… of course.”
Gorilla believed him. In truth, the younger man looked in shock, defeated by what he had been forced to listen to for the past hour. Maybe I'm reaching him, thought Gorilla. Maybe we have turned a corner.
He unlocked the handcuffs, threw them on the couch and then stepped back to give Peter space, but he still held the pistol by his side, just as an insurance policy. Gorilla watched as Peter Vogel rubbed the stiffness from his wrists and took a sip of water.
“Would you be more comfortable on the chair?”
“Yes, please,” said Peter. He stood and stretched, working out the kinks from his back, and then he placed himself on the chair o
