The tension in the clinic was the first thing that Udo noticed. From the moment he opened the door, it was as if it had struck him in the chest and knocked the wind out of him. It was a suffocating feeling, and could be cut with a knife. If the tension was this heavy then he couldn’t help but wonder if something had happened between Officer Wojcik and Herr Köhler. He knew his place and thus he would not ask no matter how much it bothered him. But, it did bother him that the list of things he wished to have Erlind explain to him was becoming somewhat extensive.<br/><br/>Then, no sooner had he assessed the situation, the gunshot came. Everyone in the clinic became tense at that moment, Udo included, the nurse flying into action in an attempt to save the young officer.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Get him to the table.”</span>She had said.<br/><br/>A heavy sigh left him. He knew the inevitable was coming. He turned his attention away and put his back against the wall, peering out of the window. Who would have thought there was an assassin lurking nearby… Who the hell? Had he missed someone during the church execution, perhaps? No… that was impossible, that church had been cleared. Whoever this was, they had to be working for someone else. Or maybe they had missed someone. Either way, this was noteworthy.<br/><br/>Udo moved away from the window, broken glass crunching under his boot, and walked over to the man on the table just as the nurse was cuffed and placed in a chair for interrogation. She had failed to save the officer. With a sound like that, it couldn’t be helped.  He took his index and middle fingers and closed the man’s eyes. It was the least he could do, even though he didn’t know this man, he was a man who served the Reich.<br/><br/>He tuned out the interrogation, only picking up what was being said here and there, more focused on a few odds and ends sitting around the clinic. He was examining a medicine bottle while he was deep in thought.<br/><br/>“Officer Drechsler?”<br/><br/>Udo turned his attention to the young officer, “What is it?” He inquired.<br/><br/>“Are you interested in saying anything to Frau Devereaux? That’s why you’ve come, right?”<br/><br/>“No,” Udo said simply, noting the disappointment in the man’s expression. “I’m merely here to observe.”<br/><br/>“I thought…”<br/><br/>“I don’t want to have to repeat myself. I have my orders, and would appreciate it if you didn’t stick your nose in my business.” He placed the medicine bottle back where he had found it. “I’ve seen everything I needed to see,” he moved past the young officer and looked out the broken window again.<br/><br/>He had been right to think that something was going on, and this was just more motivation to get to the bottom of it. This murder was going to go in his report back to Berlin, and request further investigation. He had a feeling he was going to be in Munich for awhile.