Chapter One Thousand Five Hundred Seventy-Seven
6th July 1963
Tempelhof, Berlin
The knock on the door wasn’t one that Doug was expecting when Petia told him that he was needed at the front door. He certainly recognized the man and woman who were standing there flanked by men who had to be secret service agents. He just wasn’t sure why they were here.
“Mister President, or is it Ambassador these days?” Doug asked.
Recently, Harry Truman had been appointed Ambassador-at-Large by the Harriman Administration and tasked with improving Trans-Atlantic relations. While things weren’t as bad as they had been a decade earlier, tensions still remained.
Harry just smiled. “So, the stories that I heard about the husband of the Tigress were true” He said.
“Exactly what did you hear?”
“That you were originally from Canada” Truman said as he looked at Marie who was watching him from the stairs.
“Katherine isn’t home” Doug said.
“Actually, we’re here to see Miss Lawniczak” Bess Truman said happily. “We missed her at the wedding last month and didn’t get a chance to speak with her and heard she was here, so we figured that we ought to look in. She seemed like a nice girl when we saw her just after Averell’s swearing in.”
Asia had barely made it to the first of the ceremonies and had not bothered to go to the reception. It was hardly a surprise that the Trumans had missed her in the vast crowd that had been packed into the cathedral.
“Nice isn’t a word I would normally associate with Asia” Doug replied.
“What happened to her in Boston was a crime” Harry said, “I can see why she would still be angry about that whole mess.”
Doug knew that was a complete understatement. Asia had never really recovered from what had happened to her at Danvers and her anger at the United States bordered on the fanatical. The land of hypocrites where the everyone is free to starve, was how she liked to put it. She felt that agents of the U.S. Government were particularly reprehensible. They had broken the very rules they were supposed to enforce for the express purpose of hurting her as badly as they could. Harry Truman was a representative of that very system. He feared that Asia might react with rage if she saw him and in her present condition, it could end badly.
“I can take you upstairs to see Asia” Doug said, “You need to understand that she hardly says three words on a good day to anyone beyond those she is closest to.”
Doug thought that he saw something cross Harry’s face when he told him that and wondered exactly what might have happened to get that reaction. As he led them up the stairs, they passed Jo coming down. “This is Kat’s ward Josefine” Doug said, and he saw the look of dismay that passed between Harry and Bess. They knew exactly what Asia was and clearly thought that Jo was future cannon fodder in the hidden wars that Kat fought. It occurred to Doug that they might not be wrong.
Knocking on Asia’s door, Doug heard “LEAVE ME ALONE!” Shouted from the other side of the door in Polish.
It was one of the expressions in that language that he had become familiar with since Asia had moved in. Even if he didn’t understand it, the tone was unmistakable. Poking his head through the door, Doug saw that Asia was seated at the open windows like she preferred to do every afternoon. He got the impression that she wanted to be somewhere else and hated being heavily pregnant, much like Kat had been when she had been this far along. She was wearing a dressing gown over a flannel nightgown that had belonged to Kat when she was pregnant with Marie. It was about as presentable as Asia could be expected to be at this point.
“You have visitors” Doug said, and Asia gave him a resigned look as he stepped aside to let the Trumans into the bedroom. Doug had expected Asia to get angry when she saw them. Instead she started crying, leaving Doug confused.
“You tried to warn me” Asia said as she got to her feet. So, someone in America had done their best to help. Asia being Asia, she hadn’t listened.
“You don’t have to get up” Harry said as he tried to get her to go back to her chair. “We didn’t realize that you were in a family way.”
“The whole world will find out and have a whole lot to say about it soon enough” Asia said, “For a woman with my position in the Imperial Court it is entirely scandalous.”
Doug disagreed with that and thought that Asia was being a bit melodramatic. Asia was Kat’s successor as Mistress of Keys, a policy advisor and spymaster for the German Empress. Because of that, Doug doubted that anyone would really care about the legitimacy of her child.
“You’re not married?” Bess asked, “You didn’t ask the father to take responsibility?”
“That would make things worse” Asia replied.
Harry Truman didn’t look particularly thrilled by this latest turn.
Asia had not told a soul about who the father of her child was. Some of the things that she said though had suggested that he was someone who was distinguished, rich, powerful and married at the time that Asia had taken him as a lover. Kat probably knew more than that, but both of them apparently had good reason to keep it quiet.