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Conspiracy
    FLASH MESSAGE TOP SECRET ULTRA
    NSA TO DEPUTY DIRECTOR BUNDESANWALTSCHAFT
    EYES ONLY
    COPY ONE OF (ONE) COPIES
    SUBJECT: OPERATION DOOMSDAY
    1. HANS BEcKERMANKAPPEL
    2. FRITZ MANDEL-BERN
    END OF MESSAGE
    At midnight in a small farmhouse fifteen miles from Uetendorf, the Lagenfeld family was disturbed by a series of strange events. The older child was awakened by a shimmering yellow light shining through his bedroom window. When he got up to investigate, the light had disappeared.
    In the yard, Tozzi, their German shepherd, began barking furiously, awakening old man Lagenfeld. Reluctantly, the farmer got out of bed to quiet the animal, and when he stepped outside he heard the sound of lrightened sheep crashing against their pen, trying to escape. As Lagenfeld passed the trough, which had been filled to the brim by the recent rainfall, he noticed that it was bone dry. Tozzi came running to his side, whimpering. Lagenfeld absently patted the animal on the head.
    "It's all right, boy. It's all right." And at that moment, every light in the house went out. When the farmer returned to the house and picked up the telephone to call the power company, the phone was dead.
    If the lights had remained on a moment longer, the farmer might have seen a strangely beautiful woman walk out of his barnyard and into the field beyond.
    The Bun desan
    Geneva 1300 Hours
    The government minister seated in the inner sanctum of the headquarters of the Swiss intelligence agency watched the deputy director finish reading the message. He put the message in a folder marked Top Secret, placed the folder in the desk drawer, and locked the drawer: "Hans Beckerman und Fritz Mandel."
    "Ja."
    "No problem, Herr Minister. It shall be taken care of."
    "Gut."
    "Wann?"
    "Sofort. Immediately."
    The following morning on his way to work, Hans Beckerman's ulcers were Page 49
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    bothering him. I should have pushed that reporter fellow to pay me for that thing I found on the ground. These magazines are all rich. I probably could have gotten a few hundred marks. Then I could have gone to a decent doctor and had my ulcers taken care of He was driving past Turler Lake, when ahead of him, at the side of the highway, he saw a woman waving, trying to get a lift. Beckerman slowed down to get a better look at her. She was young and attractive. Hans pulled over to the side of the road. The woman approached the car.
    "Guten Tag," Beckerman said.
    "Can I help you?"
    She was even prettier close up.
    "Danke." She had a Swiss accent.
    "I had a fight with my boyfriend, and he dropped me here in the middle of nowhere."
    "Tsk, tsk. That's terrible."
    "Would you mind giving me a lift into Zurich?"
    "Not at all. Get in, get in."
    The hitchhiker opened the door and climbed in beside him.
    "This is very kind of you," she said.
    "My name is Karen."
    "Hans." He started driving.
    "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't come along, Hans."
    "Oh, I'm sure someone else would have picked up a pretty woman like you."
    She moved closer to him.
    "But I'll bet he wouldn't have been as good looking as you." He glanced over at her.
    "Ja?"
    "I think you are very handsome." He smiled.
    "You should tell that to my wife."
    "Oh, you're married." She sounded disappointed.
    "Why is it all the wonderful men are married? You look very intelligent, too."
    He sat up straighter.
    "To tell you the truth, I'm sorry I ever got involved with my boyfriend." She shifted around in her seat, and her skirt climbed up her thigh. He tried not to look.
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    "I like older, mature men, Hans. I think they're much more sexy than young men." She snuggled up against him.
    "Do you like sex, Hans?"
    He cleared his throat.
    "Do I-? Well, you know ... I'm a man.
    "I can see that," she said. She stroked his thigh.
    "Can I tell you something? That fight with my boyfriend made me very horny. Would you like me to make love to you?" He could not