Chapter 55 Chapter Fifty-Four

Skorzeny waited in Howey's office for almost half an hour before the minister returned.Skorzeny didn't greet the politician when Howie came in, and remained calm when Howie sat down. Howie sat in silence for a while.Skorzeny lit a cigarette and waited for him to speak.Skorzeny enjoyed the quiet moment, and liked the warmth of the cigarette in his chest. Finally, Howie spoke: "What a fucking mess." Skorzeny didn't answer him.He took another puff and exhaled a cloud of acrid, acrid smoke.He watched the smoke stagnate in the air, then drift slowly through the room with the draft.

"No, it was a disaster. You brought me into a disaster. A catastrophe." "Lieutenant Ryan didn't bring good news?" Howie stared at him across the table. "Yes, he did not bring good news." He told Skorzner Ryan's current physical condition, and told a series of things about Ryan being arrested, tortured, and the gang rejected his request.Finally, he told Skorzeny that the intelligence chief now knew too much. After Howie finished, Skorzeny said, "Minister, the Director of Intelligence is something you should be thinking about, not me. I'm going to speak to Lieutenant Ryan personally. I'm sure I can convince him to be more open with me. Some."

"No," Howie said, pointing a finger at Skorzeny. "You don't even think about it. You stay away from Ryan, and his girlfriend. I promised him. Now, I hope this matter will be closed." "Take it easy, Minister. Greed will get the better of their senses. Maybe not today, and not tomorrow, but not for long. By then, the problem will be solved." Howie stood up. "No, by that time, my problem will still not be resolved. It's always there, and there's a chance it could resurface at any time." He walked up and down the room with his hands in his pockets. "Eamon de Valera shouldn't have let you people set foot on Irish soil. I tell you, it's too late to drive you out of Ireland. You go back to Spain or Argentina. Where did you come from?" It came out of the crevices of the rocks, where do you go now?"

"Minister, what do you suggest? Should I give in to blackmail?" Pointing at him with a finger, Howie said, "Yeah, you should compromise. That's what you should do next." Skorzeny stubbed out his cigarette. "Would you please say that again?" "Give the money to the bastards. Ryan's right. Give them what they want, and then it's over." "Minister, do you think I'm the kind of person who would surrender to the enemy?" "Oh, don't speak your war language. This is not a battlefield, and I won't let you make it a battlefield. In a few weeks, the President of the United States of America will be here, and I will not tolerate the appearance Any murders - because of you and your Nazi friends."

Skorzeny stood up, walked over to Howie, and looked down at him. "Minister, please don't push me. You have been friendly to me and I have been to you. We should not be enemies." "Enemy?" Howie sneered. "I've never been short of enemies, Mr. Colonel. Now, one more enemy won't keep me awake." Howie poked Skorzeny's chest with his index finger. "Listen to me now, stay away from Ryan. If you dare to approach him, I will personally send you on the next plane to Spain and get out!" Skorzeny smiled, buttoned up his jacket, and headed for the door.

"I promise, Mr. Minister. I wish you a happy day!" He was simmering with anger, but with a smile on his face, and he didn't say hello to Howie's secretary as he walked past her.There was only one thing on his mind: he was about to give in to his blackmailers. The person who did such a stupid thing to him last time died a terrible death. Skorzeny, together with Sebastian Arroyo, captain of Franco's personal guard, inspected the situation in the hotel room where Imperiale died.Arroyo stood there, looking at the big pool of blood on the carpet, shaking her head. "She stabbed him in the stomach a few times." Sebastian.Arroyo said. "The belly was ripped open. The Generalissimo's personal physician came to see him, but he couldn't recover. Mr. Imperitri died in great pain."

Seeing Imperitelli's miserable appearance, Skorzeny suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended to be very calm. "Obviously, this is an assassination." Arroyo continued. "Neither of them had any clothes on, and I figured she was trying to kill him while he was asleep, but he woke up and there was a fight. We blocked her in the hallway. She was a pretty girl. Who would Do you think she could do such a thing?" "Did she say anything?" Skorzeny asked. "I shot her before she could speak," Arroyo said. "I've done a great good. Really. If she's caught, she'll have to suffer a lot."

Skorzeny nodded in agreement. "indeed so." "But there's one thing that's weird." Cold sweat broke out on Skorzeny's back. "What's wrong?" "I had her room searched. She appeared to be on holiday - some clothes, a bathing suit, etc. in the suitcase. By the way, she was using a Swiss passport. Oddly enough, in her suitcase A note was stuffed in one of his underwear." Skorzeny changed his stance. "A note?" "Yes, a little piece of paper. It has your name and the telephone number of the hotel on it. Oh, and your room number."

Skorzeny said nothing. "I don't like Mr. Imperitri," Arroyo said. "It was the Generalissimo who asked me to hire him. Seeing him like that, it seems that he is not at ease with me." Arroyo turned and walked toward the door, where she stopped abruptly. "Colonel Skorzeny, if you're wise, you'd better go back to Ireland and hide for a while." Skorzen nodded. "Perhaps it should." A month later, he gave Arroyo a big gift.After all, there is a clear difference between bribery and blackmail.