Free The White Knight by Gilbert Morris

never be happy until he’s conquered all of Europe. Actually, I don’t think even that would make him happy.”
    â€œYou’re mistaken. The führer has promised that we will take no more action against our neighbors. There will be no more wars like this one.”
    â€œDo you believe that?”
    â€œOf course I believe it.”
    â€œThen you’re a fool.”
    Ritter flushed. “I suppose it’s only natural you should think so. Come. I have a vehicle waiting. The driver will take you to find your friend, then bring you back here.”
    â€œAll right.”
    â€œI hope things go well with you.”
    â€œAnd I suppose I need to at least thank you for this.” Ritter shrugged. “You are an honorable man, Lieutenant. We’re both soldiers. We have both seen hard battle, but at least at this time we can call a truce. Come. The driver’s waiting.”
    ****
    Streak shook his head. “I don’t know how you did it. It’s a miracle! You fall in a sewer and come up smelling like a rose, Luke.”
    â€œI don’t understand it myself.”
    The two men were gathering their few belongings in Luke’s room in the officers’ quarters. Luke had been relieved when he had found his friend alive and well the day before, and the man had readily agreed to Luke’s plan. They had spent the night in the officers’ quarters, knowing the cook would feed them well. Ritter would be there momentarily to take them to the coast, about an hour’s drive away.
    â€œRitter’s a strange man,” Luke said. “He’s a cold-blooded killer when he’s in an airplane, but he’s treated me decently. More than decently, really.”
    â€œStill, he’s part of the Condor Legion,” Streak said as the two men made their way outside. “You know what terrible things they’ve done.”
    â€œI know and I told him if I ever come across him in the air again, I’ll kill him. Of course, he feels the same way about me.”
    The two men looked up as the car rounded the corner with Ritter in the front seat beside the driver.
    â€œThis is it, old friend,” Luke told Streak. “It’s almost time to say good-bye to these Germans for good.”
    ****
    Ritter stood in front of the ship, looking up at it. “It may be a slow journey, but you’ll get back to the States eventually.”
    â€œI hope so, Major.”
    â€œWhat will you do when you get back?”
    â€œI have no idea.”
    Ritter put out his hand. “I know you don’t like it, Winslow, but I will never forget how you spared my life. I believe God is in these things.”
    After a moment’s hesitation, Luke put his hand out. The German’s hand was hard, strong, and firm. “You believe in God, then.”
    â€œWhy, of course! Don’t you?”
    â€œMy people do.” He gripped the hand of the German hard and nodded. “I’ll try to think of you charitably, Erich.” The major’s first name was out of his mouth before he even gave it a thought.
    â€œAnd I will always think of you charitably, Luke.”
    Ritter got back in the car, and Luke watched him go.
    â€œWell, I’ll say this for him,” Streak said as he approached from a short distance away. “He went beyond the call of duty by arranging for our transportation home. He’s not the kind of man I thought he’d be.”
    â€œI can’t help thinking sooner or later I’ll meet that man again and it won’t be as pleasant as this.”
    Streak shrugged. “I’m going to forget it all—this whole war—and you need to do the same.”
    â€œI’ll try.”
    But Luke was sure he could not do the same.
    ****
    The two men had suitable quarters on the ship, but Luke stayed to himself for the most part. Melosa was constantly on his mind. He remembered her touch and how she had said, “I love you,