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Chapters (61)
  1. Prologue
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  29. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  30. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  31. Chapter Thirty
  32. Chapter Thirty-One
  33. Chapter Thirty-Two
  34. Chapter Thirty-Three
  35. Chapter Thirty-Four
  36. Chapter Thirty-Five
  37. Chapter Thirty-Six
  38. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  39. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  40. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  41. Chapter Forty
  42. Chapter Forty-One
  43. Chapter Forty-Two
  44. Chapter Forty-Three
  45. Chapter Forty-Four
  46. Chapter Forty-Five
  47. Chapter Forty-Six
  48. Chapter Forty-Seven
  49. Chapter Forty-Eight
  50. Chapter Forty-Nine
  51. Chapter Fifty
  52. Chapter Fifty-One
  53. Chapter Fifty-Two
  54. Chapter Fifty-Three
  55. Chapter Fifty-Four
  56. Chapter Fifty-Five
  57. Chapter Fifty-Six
  58. Epilogue
  59. Author’s Note
  60. Acknowledgements
  61. About the Author

The centrepiece of the ground floor was the grand entrance hall, furnished with ornate Teutonic furniture that had been shipped over from Europe a few months earlier. A gigantic black marble fireplace dominated the area and a number of silver-framed pictures, featuring the Führer in a variety of animated poses, were displayed on the mantel. Directly above the fireplace hung a watercolour, set in an ornate gold-leaf frame, that Hitler himself had painted. Two heavy oak doors led through to an enormous study that boasted light pine-panelled walls, broken up by rows of bookshelves. Bormann’s meticulous eye for detail had ensured that Hitler’s personal library had been replicated in the new surroundings. The Führer owned an impressive collection of first editions, and they had been carefully transported from Bavaria.

However, the showpiece in the study was the free-standing Zenith Console Radio Phonograph. It was Hitler’s prize possession, as it allowed him to enjoy his favourite recordings. He was a huge opera fan and owned a large collection of vinyl records. The Führer was obsessed with Wagner’s works and he claimed the composer’s 1842 production of Rienzi was the inspiration for his politics. It featured a medieval Italian folk hero who led the people in a revolt against the nobility.

Another door off the hall led to a staircase that went straight down to a huge basement area that was home to a small group of live-in staff who Bormann had vetted remotely. They included a housekeeper, a cook and a maid who shared the accommodation along with the four guards. The cook had been sent recipes for some of the Führer’s favourite meals, including a traditional Austrian broth with liver dumplings and an apple cake strewn with nuts and raisins, known as “Führer Cake”. The industrial fridge in the basement was heavily stocked with imported bottles of Möet & Chandon champagne, Braun’s favourite drink. The bottom two shelves housed fifty small bottles of Methamphetamine, the Führer’s go-to recreational drug. Theodor Morell, Hitler’s personal physician for the previous nine years, had shipped out the stimulants on Bormann’s orders.

For years, Morell had personally injected Hitler with the drug on a daily basis, always immediately after breakfast. He knew that administering it intravenously produced an immediate rush that would go on to create an intense energy boost for at least eight hours. During the three months they were incarcerated in the bunker, Bormann instructed Morell to teach Hitler how to safely self-inject. As ever, the Führer’s private secretary was obsessed with forward planning.