199- Train from Oebisfelde -2

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Express train racing through the peaceful countryside while unknown to you an enemy desperate and ruthless awaits the moment when he will set in motion the action which will mean for you and your fellow passengers of fate from which there is No escape.

Listen now, as escape brings you Ross Murray's exciting story, Train from Oberstfeld. We did not make contact until half an hour ago. Oh.

Look, you have the tickets? Yes, I have. Third class. That's all I can get. What that will do? Oh, no, Mr. Herrick here. This is Mr. Callender. He will take you to Hanover. How are you?

Bruce, better not to get on the train? No, no. Wait for the whistle. Why? Use the crowd for cover. Ah. Then Mr. Herrick, turn your face to me. I'd say keep you back to the train.

Now wait. Alright, now Herrick. Be back in a few days, Ernst. The British zone terminus of the East, German underground, I'd had my share of surprises. But none the match finding Lotten Herrick and my custody.

This was the man who had disappeared behind the Iron Curtain nearly a year ago. While entirely brilliant nuclear physicist and authority on thermonuclear reaction, he'd been swallowed up in the gigantic red moor, Eastern Europe, highest bitter for his brain.

And now he was back. It was up to me to escort him safely to Hanover to British intelligence. And as we rode, I speculated on why he had come back. I suppose you're wondering why I came back.