Chapter One Thousand Seven Hundred Eight
2nd February 1966
Mitte, Berlin
It had been twenty-seven years since that awful day, as Kat was occasionally reminded by the ringing in one of her ears. Her Social Secretary had been inundated with requests for interviews which happened every single year. Like if she would have anything new to offer. There had been books and movies about the events surrounding the Reichstag bombing. Why should Kat have to answer questions asked by people too lazy to go to the library? She absolutely hated to think about what would be in store for her in three years. Instead, Kat was with Klaus Voll doing something that she felt was a far more enjoyable task than dwelling on what Kat personally regarded as her worst professional failure, one where hundreds died. It was also in a location where no one would think to look for Kat, the studio that had Voll worked out of for the last two decades.
“This is just amazing” Voll said as he looked at Suse’s hair. Unlike Gerta, Suse had been born without the wide curls and as far as Kat knew it had never been cut. Voll had asked to see it worn down, which was something that Suse seldom did. The result was a cascade of blond hair that fell to her waist.
“It’s plain” Suse said, as if that described far more than just her hair.
“I disagree with you love” Voll said standing behind Suse and looking at her reflections in the three mirrors, “There is nothing about you that is plain. Your eyes are particularly striking, such an extraordinary shade of blue.”
Suse smiled at the compliment.
This was exactly why Kat had brought Suse to Voll ahead of her birthday at the end of the month. The Auteur was extremely good at what he did and that included making the women he worked with feel like they were perfect when he finished. He had spoken with Kat the day before about the things that troubled Suse regarding her appearance. She had told him about how Suse had been subjected to teasing by her more popular classmates about her small stature and sharp features, they had thought it was funny to say that Suse was something other than human. The way that those same features caused most adults to treat Suse like a child didn’t help matters. Voll was treating Suse like if she was a young woman who was able to make her own decisions. Kat also felt that her goddaughter needed a great deal of help in this regard because she had spent most of the first two decades of her life as a tomboy with the ambition of commanding a Panzer.
“Katherine said that you have a boyfriend” Voll said, “They probably keep him awake at night.”
“Manny is a boy and he is my friend” Suse replied, “I’m not sure if he is more than that, it’s weird.”
“Not weird, love. Never say that” Voll said as his assistant started getting Suse’s measurements. “Say that it is complicated. It makes you so much more interesting.”
Kat had watched Voll at work for years with herself and the other girls who had come of age under her supervision. The sort of needless drama that teenagers engaged in while they were still trying to figure out life seldom surprised him.
“Complicated and interesting?” Suse asked, clearly amused by that.
“Yes” Voll said, “It helps you be mysterious, if you can cultivate that then the boys will find you irresistible.”
Suse blushed when he mentioned boys finding her irresistible. The young men who she interacted with generally treated Suse like if she were invisible, especially when she was in the presence of Jo or Ina, both of whom were far more conventionally attractive than Suse was.
“Now if you will excuse me for a moment Suse Rosa, my assistants will finish here while I have a word with your Auntie” Voll said, “We won’t be more than a few steps away.”
Stepping aside, Kat saw Voll’s whole demeanor change. In the past he always went out of his way to present himself as flamboyant and nonthreatening. However, Kat knew about Voll’s past, how he had spent a decade in the Heer as an Officer and had led an Infantry Company in Spain. The way he was presenting himself now was probably the way he had then.
“If this is about the payment” Kat said.
Voll gave her an annoyed look.
“I know that your money is good, it’s about your friends in the Berlin Police going on another of their queer hunts” Voll said, “People close to me are getting targeted.”
“Just what do you expect me to do?” Kat asked. This seemed like a non sequitur.
“You are the Fürstin of Berlin, Katherine” Voll replied, “I told some friends that I would talk to you.”
“It is a figurehead position” Kat said, “The Governing Mayor and the Red Hall hold the real power.”
“And everyone knows who holds their leash” Voll replied.
It was obvious that Voll had thought about what he was going to say when he got the chance. Kat also felt that she owed Voll a great deal after all the uncritical advice he had given and discretion he had shown over the prior years.
“I’ll have to see what I can do” Kat said with an exasperated sigh.