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  1. Cover
  2. FIELD GRAY
  3. ALSO BY PHILIP KERR
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  5. Copyright
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  7. Dedication
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  50. AUTHOR’S NOTE

“Nebe was two different men,” I said. “Perhaps several more than just two. In 1933, Nebe believed that the Nazis were the only alternative to the communists and that they would bring order to Germany. By 1938, probably earlier, he’d realized his mistake and was plotting with others in the Wehrmacht and the police to overthrow Hitler. There’s a propaganda ministry photograph of Nebe with Himmler, Heydrich, and Muller that shows the four of them planning the investigation of a bomb attempt on Hitler’s life. That was November 1939. And Nebe was part of that very same conspiracy. I know that because I was part of it, too. However, Nebe quickly changed his mind after the defeat of France and Britain in 1940. Lots of people changed their minds about Hitler after the miracle of France. Even I changed my mind about him. For a few months, anyway. We both changed our minds again when Hitler attacked Russia. Nobody thought that was a good idea. And yet Arthur did what he was told. He’d plot away and do what he was told even if that meant murdering Jews in Minsk and Smolensk. Doing what you were told was always the best kind of cover if you were simultaneously planning a coup d’état against the Nazis. I think that’s why he seems like such an ambiguous figure. I think that’s why, as you said, he was falling down on the job as commander of Task Group B. Because his heart was never in it. Above all, Nebe was a survivor.”

“Like you.”

“To some extent, yes, that’s true. Thanks to him.”

“Tell us about that.”

“I already did.”

“Not in any great detail.”

“What do you want me to do? Draw you a picture?”

“Really, we want as many details as possible,” said Earl.

“When someone is lying,” said Silverman, “it’s nearly always the case that they start to contradict themselves in matters of detail. You should know that from being a policeman yourself. When they start to contradict themselves on the small things, you can bet they’re lying about the big things, too.”

I nodded.

“So,” he said. “Let’s go back to Goloby, where you murdered the members of an NKVD squad.”

“The ones you claim had murdered all of the inmates at the NKVD prison in Lutsk,” said Earp. “According to the Soviets, that was just German propaganda, put out to help persuade your own men that the summary execution of all Jews and Bolsheviks was justified.”

“You’ll be telling me next that it was the German army who murdered all those Poles in the Katyn Forest.”

“Maybe it was.”

“Not according to your own congressional investigation.”

“You’re well-informed.”