A location was sent.
But Julius didn't intend to go alone. Trusting mercenaries was difficult.
'Wow, the client was a Schneider? We've got both a Schneider and a Deutschmann, did we win the lottery?' If they realized who he was, they might decide to take him too.
He couldn't risk that.
But there was another problem. Julius had committed a serious offense he couldn't speak of, not even to Gabriel. That meant he could only bring one person.
It wasn't because he feared for his own safety. In that regard, he was confident enough. The issue lay in how this would look. His association with the case would raise questions he couldn't afford.
And so, Julius arrived at the designated location with the only person who made sense.
Reinhardt Krüger, warden of the Lichterfelde concentration camp.
"A warehouse?" he asked.
"Yes."
Julius nodded and stepped out of the car. He adjusted his hat, taking in the structure before moving toward the entrance with Krüger close behind.
"Wait."
