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finds you, you say that you heard a noise, and that you were investigating. I’ll have to take my chances. Maybe I’ll say I was sleepwalking.’
    ‘Oh, that’s a good one.’
    ‘Come on, Marianne, what do you say?’
    ‘All right, I’ll do it. But leave it until after midnight, that’s when we lock up. I’ll meet you in the solarium at around 12.30.’
    Her expression changed as she saw me slide a fifty from my wallet. I crushed it into the breast pocket of her crisp white uniform. She took it out again.
    ‘I can’t take this,’ she said. ‘You shouldn’t.’ I held her fist shut to stop her returning the note.
    ‘Look, it’s just something to help tide you over, at least until you get paid for your overtime.’ She looked doubtful.
    ‘I don’t know,’ she said. ‘It doesn’t seem right somehow. This is as much as I make in a week. It’ll do a lot more than just tide me over.’
    ‘Marianne,’ I said, ‘it’s nice to make ends meet, but it’s even nicer if you can tie a bow.’

4

Monday, 5 September
    ‘The doctor told me that the electrotherapy has the temporary side-effect of disturbing the memory. Otherwise I feel great.’
    Bruno looked at me anxiously. ‘You’re sure?’
    ‘Never felt better.’
    ‘Well, rather you than me, being plugged in like that.’ He snorted. ‘So whatever you managed to find out while you were in Kindermann’s place is temporarily mislaid inside your head, is that it?’
    ‘It’s not quite that bad. I managed to take a look around his office. And there was a very attractive nurse who told me all about him. Kindermann is a lecturer at the Luftwaffe Medical School, and a consultant at the Party’s private clinic in Bleibtreustrasse. Not to mention his membership of the Nazi Doctors Association, and the Herrenklub.’
    Bruno shrugged. ‘The man is gold-plated. So what?’
    ‘Gold-plated, but not exactly treasured. He isn’t very popular with his staff. I found out the name of someone who he sacked and who might be the type to bear him a grudge.’
    ‘It’s not much of a reason, is it? Being sacked?’
    ‘According to my nurse, Marianne, it was common knowledge that he got the push for stealing drugs from the clinic dispensary. That he was probably selling them on the street. So he wasn’t exactly the Salvation Army type, was he?’
    ‘This fellow have a name?’
    I thought hard for a moment, and then produced my notebook from my pocket. ‘It’s all right,’ I said, ‘I wrote it down.’
    ‘A detective with a crippled memory. That’s just great.’
    ‘Slow your blood down, I’ve got it. His name is Klaus Hering.’
    ‘I’ll see if the Alex has anything on him.’ He picked up the telephone and made the call. It only took a couple of minutes. We paid a bull fifty marks a month for the service. But Klaus Hering was clean.
    ‘So where is the money supposed to go?’
    He handed me the anonymous note which Frau Lange had received the previous day and which had prompted Bruno to telephone me at the clinic.
    ‘The lady’s chauffeur brought it round here himself,’ he explained, as I read over the blackmailer’s latest composition of threats and instructions. ‘A thousand marks to be placed in a Gerson carrier-bag and left in a wastepaper basket outside the Chicken House at the Zoo, this afternoon.’
    I glanced out of the window. It was another warm day, and without a doubt there would be plenty of people at the Zoo.
    ‘It’s a good place,’ I said. ‘He’ll be hard to spot and even harder to tail. There are, as far as I remember, four exits to the Zoo.’ I found a map of Berlin in my drawer and spread it out on the desk. Bruno came and stood over my shoulder.
    ‘So how do we play it?’ he asked.
    ‘You handle the drop, I’ll play the sightseer.’
    ‘Want me to wait by one of the exits afterwards?’
    ‘You’ve got a four-to-one chance. Which way would you choose?’
    He studied the map for a minute and then pointed to the canal