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“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 ex-

pect 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 se-

curity 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 func-
tion. 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, and then we have a completely new business-plan, a new

framework so to speak." she continues: “It will be a good day, I can tell. See how

beautiful the square is today. Beautiful but haunting.
“I know you what you mean,” Gustav replies, and continues; ”Yes, you can say

that there is something haunting about this place. It’s the history - both

fascinating but also very scary, a bit like German history in general.”
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 the many large and

beautiful buildings, with the legendary triumphal arch Polygene in the middle of
it all.

“Look!" He says and suddenly stops. He releases her hand and points to a place a
little ahead where if the snow did not cover there would be a lawn. “Imagine,