‘Right?’ He started coughing and pushed my hand with the rag away from his face. ‘Yeah, no need to push it into my face, I could smell it p...rfectly from there.’ He chuckled. ‘You shouldn’t use turpentine by the way, that’s just toxic for the environment, my boyfriend made me a mixture of olive oil and sugar and maybe baking soda I think, I don’t know. It works just as fine turpentine, I’ll bring you the recipe next week.’ ‘I would love that.’ I said. ‘Although this isn’t turpentine,. The police definitely came, huh?" Yes sir," I agreed. "I saw the police cars coming when I was leaving." Okay." He put an arm around me, walking me into the house. "Mercy? Sit down here..." He put me in a kitchen chair as Mercy entered from the laundry room. "Get this girl settled down. Give her some warm milk or ... something. Some brandy maybe." Yes suh." The old woman blinked at me."I'll be in my study." Mr. Reiser stroked my hair briefly and left us."What you's been up to now?" Mercy. " Then he will have to relocate," said Wagner. "I imagine he'll returnto Berlin in due course." Hell of a time to have a wedding," murmured Lexi, who was sitting nextto me."On the contrary, fraulein," said Wagner. "It's important that normallife goes on and is seen to go on. Minister Goebbels understands this,which is why when the F?hrer arrives tomorrow he will be accompanied bya photographer and film crews from the Ministry of Propaganda."Great. So our wedding was going to be used for a photo. “Probably. I dunno Cass, should we take him along?” Candace asked.“Definitely.” Cassie grinned.There was that sparkle again.“Well, I would think that you’d invite me! Sheesh, it’s not like this is my house or anything!” I frowned.“Aww, don’t be upset Carter. We won’t forget about you.” Candace soothed in a condescending voice as she reached over the table to squeeze my arm.“Yeah, we’ll make sure you have a real good time.” Cassie interjected.The sparkle was accompanied by a very seductive.