Lion, Tiger, Bear | 49 general, old English aristocracy, loaded to the gills, exemplary military record, Ie meilleur, oh my, thats not good, nope, not good at all. One Croatian merchant I think, Nazi party pin, gold, chemicals, and unnamed flammables, and very rich too it says here. Hmm.. .and you, biondie, AEG electricals. Aww-w-w-w, an old Prussian by birth, now a card-carrying Tunisian as a cover. I feel sorry for the Tunisians with you around, maybe the electric chair will suffice. And…wheres my Argentinian? Down there? Whoops, I suppose I shot him. He shrugged in Vaudeville fashion. Naughty big shots, all. And with a bizarre taste for… Bernie leaned in slowly and dipped his finger, eyed the English general directly, then tasted it. …unpalatable gravy.He snapped his fingers; an SOE man smartly brought him five briefcases from the corner padded pew. And just look at the party favors weve found. He opened one and examined sensitive documents. Sassy information here, by golly-gumdrops. Ploiesti oil fields, synthetics, I.G Farben chemicalsoh, theyre a fun outfit, Nazi alchemists by the score. Isotope purification processes, lots of coded numbers here I dont know about yet but will soon enough, rare earth elements, something scientific called a laser, and so much multinational cash changing hands! Youll die for this, said the Prussian confidently and calmly. And your families. The two SOE commandos laughed a little, their rifles pointed at the mens heads. Bernie smelled the main course, waving in the scent to his nostrils. Death is an illusion, mein herr. Do we look scared to you? And here I was hamming it up with my best James Cagney. See The Roaring Twenties^ No? Good flick, Hitlers favorite they say. Anyway, too much garlic and rosemary as usual, I reckon. Chefs a bit untalented. You should eat him next. Arruda added: Y-y-you idiota filth should be concerned about the sacred entities in this room you cant see that will Bernie laughed. Really? Dont think so. My beaming smile and positive vibration ward them off with aplomb. Only weak-minded, greedy, knuckle-dragging dolts like you fine people are afraid of spooks, Archons, Jinn, and interdimensional Loosh-lovin parasites. Thats the gimmick, it only works if you embrace fear and believe they can harm you. A strange cold chill hit the back of his neck. Ooh-h-h, theres one now. So cute. Who.. .are you? asked the Croatian man. Malice flavored his words.