It had been almost 5 years since the colonel had ordered me to kill Hitler’s 1st mistress.
Normaly i would be killing men who were truly evil, by lining their heads up between the hairs and then pulling a trigger. I didn’t even kill them really, the bullets did that.
This was different, i knew these girls, i had recruited them, earned their trust, and put them in the spot to influence a monster, or at least write down what he said at night.(every whore in Berlin said Hitler talked in his sleep)
At the peak of their romance, i would sneak into their bathroom or bedroom, get the intel and strangle, poison, or slice open the women who believed i was about to extract them from deep cover, as soon as they wrote the suicide note,of course.
I used to be a chaplin, i only took this position because my wife was an operative.We both have one more mission, I have to strangle one more whore then i am discharged to go home and wait for my true love, Mrs. Ava Braun at our dream home on the Green River.