Twenty One

Untitled Part 7

                                                                                    Chapter Seven

                                                                                   The Door Closes  

After a few day's with her family Rachel knew the direction she must take, the police must be informed, but she remembered her Father's warning of people in high places. Therefore she would first travel to Bristol and seek the backing of Professor Timms. 

When Rachel related the evidence she had uncovered to her Mentor he sat in silence for around ten minutes, and then slowly a wry smile came over his face. "This is a very sad time for you Rachel" he said, fidgeting in his chair, "this sounds like a Novel you have been reading and you can't get it out of your head, it is too far fetched to believe"

"It is all true Professor" rallied Rachel, "every word my late Father confirmed, and the warnings he gave me I must take very seriously. You are the only person I seem to know who has no involvement in this. Or do you?   

"Don't be ridiculous, of course not"  he answered, "I completely agree that the Police must be informed, and I will come to Scotland Yard with you, if that is what you are asking"

"No not at all" said Rachel, now feeling better, "I only needed reassurance and as I expected, this you have given me"

The Professor smiled, "You are a very brave young woman Rachel, you must let me know the outcome"

When Rachel arrived at Scotland Yard, she was expected, due to an e-mail she had sent to a Detective John Green who was in charge of the investigation. Rachel felt as if she already knew him as he constantly came up in her notes, and on one occasion they had spoken at length on the phone. "Come in Rachel take a seat" said this very tall mustached man in his mid fifties, not at all what she had imagined. "We will be joined by my Chief Constable Martin Jacob, he is very interested in what you have to say"  

Martin Jacob entered the room in full Chief Constable uniform and Rachel's first impression was that he was clearly Jewish. "Good morning Rachel it is nice to meet you, how was your journey from Bristol? he said with a confidence befitting his office. 

"Fine Mr Jacob, just fine" answered Rachel.

"Well tell us what you have" he said sitting down on a chair by the door.

Rachel poured out her findings for 35 minutes or more with no interruptions from either of the men staring intimidatingly at her throughout the speech.  There was a slight pause and Martin Jacob spoke, "Well that was very thorough and most interesting my dear" he said, "you can go now"   

"Do we not discuss what I have just said? asked Rachel.

"We will look into it further, if you would like to come in one week from now we will let you know our progress with the case" Rachel was escorted to the door by Detective Green. "One week then Miss Riesen"he said, "good bye for now"

I have no idea if that went well or it was a complete disaster, thought Rachel, but for the time being her place was with her family.

The arranged meeting at Scotland Yard was subsequently cancelled to allow for the funeral of Peter Riesen to take place. Family from all over Europe and the UK attended. Many people not known to Rachel, how many of them she pondered were involved with the J.W.C, and how many had committed murder for it's cause? 

In the two weeks prior to her meeting at Scotland Yard Steven never once spoke to her. And then as she prepared to travel to London he gave her a mocking smile, "Good luck Sis you will need it" he said.

In London the two high ranking officers were waiting, all smiling and friendly. " Welcome Rachel" said Martin Jacob, "I hope all went well with your Father's funeral, he was a fine man"

"My god" thought Rachel, he knew my Father.

"Rachel" said Detective Green through a serious expression, "we have looked into your findings and there is nothing there to change our observations of the case, which we have always derived as pure fantasy. After checking with the Jewish Archives they confirmed that these three German Officers were indeed killed in action towards the end of World War Two. The Jewish Museum here in London had no knowledge of these men resurfacing and living in South America, and no record of your visit. the young men and women that you looked into all had Parents who inherited either through property or insurance policies on the deaths of their Parents and we could find no link between them. I would suggest in the future you concentrate on local crime or politics and sell it to the Tabloids. Good afternoon Miss Riesen we will not meet again"