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PART I - IN THE SHADOW OF DEATH
CHAPTER 1 - THE HOUSE OF SECRETS OPENS UP

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" We'll give you some matches, but you can't go back for your jacket," a surly voice informed me.
Once again the circle tightened. They stood so close to me that I could hardly move my hands. "You don't really think that I am going to leave without my jacket?" I exclaimed, displaying anger for lack of a better plan. Their excitement was infectious. My face and my voice must have expressed this, for they started hushing me up immediately.
" Just stand still ... everything is all right ... no commotion, please . . . the comrade will go back for your jacket. . . ." In the meantime their eyes kept darting about nervously for fear someone would come into the corridor.
The man at the door spoke up in a gruff voice: "I'll get the jacket."
" You see, it's all right," the one who seemed to be in charge told me. "Just smoke and don't worry. We'll get your jacket for you. But no commotion, please." And once again they started shoving me forward.
" Well, let's go," I suggested and started walking. "It's you who create the commotion," I explained to the man in charge. "Why on earth are you so excited? Don't you see that I'm going?"
A sharp look by the chief was enough to stop the circling by the agents. Two of them moved to my sides and two advanced from behind. Each had a hand in his pocket, holding a gun. The one on my right whispered to me: "You know, of course, that we can shoot well from our pockets, too."
" I believe you," I answered hastily, and I did, for they looked like men with exactly that type of background.
In order to leave the building we had to go down a staircase and through a hall. I was hoping that we would encounter people there, maybe even someone who knew me, who would realize

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