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"This has to be celebrated. It has to be celebrated, Claire. In a few days

we'll be down there, and then we can control things."
They turn into Königs Platz itself and she slows down a bit.

“Our people are in person around the works until you or I arrive at the

office in Bangalore to get an overview of the situation. The works will be
transported from Bangalore Airport directly up and placed in the large special

security box that you have already seen photos of.

The box the works are transported in is coded with a code that only you
and I know just like the box in the office is coded in the same way. “Our people

stay two nights in the office until I arrive and search for the further security and I
expect you to arrive soon.” She explains to him the complicated procedures with

crushing calm and almost with surgical precision and this is a task she has put all

her effort into. When the first shipment is in place and Gustav has seen what she
is capable of, she will explain to him that she wants to change his position as

security chief and Gustav's personal security council gives, out, and move on to

deal only with the art trade part of his work. In other words, she wants out of
Kräsen and into the art trade. She wants to explain to him that Brian and Adrian

are at least as good at security work as she is, the operation that they are doing
in Denmark should result in a final proof that he can do without her in that

function. In her quiet mind, she hopes that Gustav will leave the responsibility

for all art trade via India to her; she hopes to prove she is worth it. It's time she's
got rid of the square and trivial security work,

"It's going to work in every way. I'm actually quite proud of my work this

time."
"You have every reason to be and I am very proud of you - now we just

have to send the paintings away, then we have a completely new framework to

work from" See how beautiful the square is today - It will be a good day. "It's a
strange place once beautiful but also scary" She says, daunting.

“You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh? She replies.

"Yes, you can say that, or is it the historical things that have taken place
here, it is both beautiful but also scary, a bit like German history at once beautiful

but also scary" A fine layer of snow adorns the area, the low sharp winter sun
makes the space appear almost surreal, as if it were bathed in floodlights over