Lotte and her three escorts arrived at the airport and carefully retrieved the radio equipment they needed.
“Aren’t we going back?” Lotte asked, when Johann and the other two soldiers headed for the mess.
“Not yet. We need to wait for the commander. I want to personally inform him about the partisans’ roadblock.” Johann spat out the word partisan like a foul grape.
Heinz and Martin trotted off to greet some soldiers they knew, leaving Johann and Lotte on their own. She picked at her food, the events she’d witnessed still having her stomach tied up and unable to process food.
He noticed and asked, “Aren’t you hungry?”
She shrugged and put the fork away, looking into his warm brown eyes, full of concern for her. It was very different from the cold and steely look she’d seen in them earl
