Lotte and Gerlinde were brought to separate cells, where they had to undress down to their undergarments. Lotte didn’t care anymore that the young soldier saw her in her unmentionables, because much to her horror he searched her discarded clothes and found her Wehrmacht identification. After being ousted as liars and Germans, there wasn’t much to be saved anyways.
“Look at this.” He gave a low whistle at the sight of the treasonous document and handed the dress back to Lotte. “You can get dressed again. I’ll take this to Sergeant Davis.”
After an endless time biting her nails she was brought to Davis’s office.
He waited for her with a happy smirk on his face. “Told ya. My instincts are always right. You two struck me as suspicious from the moment I saw you standing in line at the border
