Lion, Tiger, Bear | 281 That all points of space and time are connected, and that there exist no coincidences, no moments of dumb luck or happenstance? Yes, quite familiar. Schafer kept to his watch. We are expecting suppliesfrozen fish, French blue lobsters, my favorite Gewiirtztraminer wine,- sausages, fresh melons, various Alsatian cheeses, additional electronic equipment and honored guests fresh from Pilzen and the Skoda Works via Munich.. .Thirty seconds went by while he slowly raised a finger. … right about…now. The table went silent again. The Germans looked to each other and smiled, some of the scientists loading their pipes with forbidden tobacco. Beas experienced ears perked like a hounds. Aircraft! Multi-engine, a heavy. She gulped her champagne remnants. Hop to it, Drummy. Lets have a look-see. From the northeast a slow rumble filled everyones ears, the valley and its steep sides reverberating the deep burbling sound. As they emerged from under the tent, a large speck along the northern peaks at altitude revealed itself. Achtung Transporiflugzeugl Klemperer gave loud orders to his senior sergeant who blew a whistle. From their mess table SS men sprinted, tossing aside their checkered napkins. A guard kept Gwafa seated, barrel pointed, then quickly handcuffed him. Bea looked back to him and nodded. Gwafa did so in return, the trust between them more solid than the surrounding stones. All will be well. Somehow. With Schafer leading, Bernie, Alice, Bea, and the Germans walked through an arched gate then down a makeshift wooden bridge that crossed the forts dry moat. They all got in the truck for a short ride. From seemingly nowhere, ten heavy trucks arrived at the airstrip with more Kubels, two motorcycles with sidecars and MG-42s, and a lone Famo halftrack towing a sizable cargo palette. A twenty-man SS band set up, desert uniforms. Another one hundred troops stood behind them, rifles at attention, garrison caps straight and level. Officers gathered in front. A Luftwaffe leutnant fired a green smoke flare from a small tower camouflaged as a clump of trees. All clear. They have a bloody orchestra out here? asked Alice incredulously, hopping