The one SS officer looked for a moment, first at the giant, then back the woman, taking off, his head hanging low, the giant allowing him past but blocking the hall again. The huge man slowly stepped forward, very quietly. It was not too long before the behemoth towered before the woman. Then, in a low, smooth, whispery voice, his Bavarian accent very clear, he spoke: "Wenn sie einer von uns sind, dann wurden sie nicht ausmachen fuge mich, jetzt wurden sie" (If you are one of us, then you would not joining me, now would you?) The man pointed his luger from his waist at her, which, in fact, was at the level of her face, compensating for a clean head-shot if the man wished...
