Udo was shaking. He wasn’t sure if it was from the adrenaline, or because the images of the demon were burned into his mind.<br/><br/>He firmly believed that he had done a good thing today. Munich was one step closer to being cleansed of this plague. But Erlind… his words also echoed in his mind. Being bathed in riches would be a grand thing, and he sure as hell deserved it. Unlike the cowards who had turned their guns toward their ally, who had wanted to run away, he had actually taken care of business. Perhaps that was why he had been called in after all, to do what these men, in spite of how gung-ho they seemed now, were not capable of.<br/><br/>Those cowards… they did not deserve the Swastika on their arm. Especially that incompetent fool, Zweigelt, who seemed so weak not just because of his suggestion of peaceful negotiation but the way he carried himself as a whole. Udo knew he would be greater than all of them someday. He would never run from an assignment, or try to kill his allies.<br/><br/>On the other hand, did he blame them? The demon… the demon was…<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Herr Drechsler, the clinic is next on the list.”</span>Erlind told him.<br/><br/>Udo gave a nod and took in a deep breath. As he listened to the brief conversation between the officers, he wondered why Erlind had saved that child. He was sure that he had his reasons. It wasn’t his business to ask about it, knowing full well he should just stay focused on why he was called here, but he couldn’t help it. Did he want to keep that kid as some kind of trophy? He supposed he would have to find out everything when they spoke.<br/><br/>As everyone got to their vehicles, he walked to his own car, choosing to drive himself like he always does, when it was time to leave. His protest of riding along with the other officers seemed to puzzle them. When they questioned him, he just brushed them off and kept his mind focused on the task at hand. It was something he should be use to, but he found it to be irritating when he just wanted to get the job done. His task was much more important than who gets to ride with whom during the short trip.<br/><br/>The orders were clear once they arrived at the clinic. His demeanor was very focused as they approached. A few officers went on ahead with Erlind, Udo stayed back a little yet was close enough to provide back-up if it was needed. Just like the church, adrenaline was flowing through his being. Though no arrest was to be made and so he would not get his hopes up and think he’d get to decorate the clinic with blood as he had the church, he looked ready to kill someone as soon as he was given the word.<br/><br/>Erlind spoke, and then the next thing he knew a few men were being thrown back.<br/><br/>What the hell..? Udo put his arms up, shielding his face in fear of something hitting him. What the hell was that? A few seconds later he realized the action was kind of silly and straightened his posture once more. He, more or less, was just going to pretend that did not happen. That was easier said than done, considering the unsettling feeling he had in his stomach, which he was certain was not just caused by the blast.<br/><br/>The next thing he knew, he was hearing Officer Wojcik’s voice. He looked at the clinic, listening carefully, tightening his grasp on his gun. Now he was certain something seemed off. Especially with how heated the conversation had been. They had gone inside the clinic before he could step forward, Erlind motioning for them to stay outside, but… he was sure of it. Something was definitely going on, and he didn’t like how the officers seemed so nonchalant either. It was like the church.<br/><br/>Somewhere, Udo was sure he had a feeling of what was going on, and it was that feeling which compelled him to take a step forward. The only way he would know for sure was going inside that clinic.<br/><br/>“The Oberstleutenant has ordered us to remain here. That means you as well, Officer Drechsler, as you are our guest in this operation.” One of the officers spoke. “Stand aside and let the military do its job.”<br/><br/>Udo scowled at the man, “Oh? I would mind your tongue, if I were you.”<br/><br/>“Whatever status you have in Berlin, Officer, is no use here. Munich is our jurisdiction and you follow our rules. Understood?”<br/><br/>“If you, or any here with us now, were capable of handling your jurisdiction, I don’t think Herr Köhler would have felt the need to call me out here in the first place.” Udo said quietly, leaving it at that. Now he was starting to get a bit worked up. The amount of disrespect was almost infuriating. Either that or he was incredibly stupid, hell, even Udo knew better than to allow arrogance to get in the way of business. This officer could go crying back to Udo’s superior in Berlin for all he cared… No, that was not true. He had his pride and refused to let something like this get in the way of his goal.<br/><br/>He had probably already stepped out of line once, at the church, he shouldn’t do it again… He couldn’t afford it.<br/><br/>But still… Something was going on. He absolutely needed to satisfy his curiosity, if it really was what he was thinking it was.<br/><br/>Ignoring whatever else the officer had to say, he dared to make his way to the clinic.