Winfred

60

Official Report

British Intelligence

Code: 3986

Kathleen Winfred

For several days after Von Steubon had given me the day off, I spent my mornings acting as an ordinary guard. I was even sent out to accompany one of the work details one day. I was pleased to find that Matthew was in the group.

It was surprisingly nice to have someone know at least part of my situation, and yet still be my friend. It was different than with Von Steubon and Pirot.

We were not able to talk much, what with the work detail being around us. However, we managed to communicate through smiles and glances.

I felt a bit warm when Matthew looked at me. I blushed a lot more than usual around him.

Matthew was funny, and told good jokes. He'd whisper a joke in my ear as he passed by.

I was perfectly content to stand there, even when it started to rain. The other guards had umbrellas, but I had not known it was to rain, and had neglected to bring mine. One of the guards tried to share with me, but I got wet nonetheless.

Von Steubon came around for the inspection, as usual, holding an umbrella stiffly aloft.

He glanced at me, and I avoided his disapproving gaze.

Suddenly, he shoved the umbrella he was holding into my hands, ignoring my feeble protests and my offered thanks.

I held the umbrella in both hands, watching as he turned and began to walk stiffly back towards the compound.

I looked up to see Matthew watching me. When I met his eyes, he gave me a half-smile, before turning back to his work.

My gaze turned back to Von Steubon, just as he disappeared behind the high stone wall surrounding the prison.