Himmler hazarded a glance in the direction of the two officers behind her and suppressed another smile. He should not have insulted her. He brushed at imaginary ash on the front of his black uniform to buy himself some time, placed the cigarette in an ashtray and watched it burn. Smoke curled toward the ceiling as the silence lengthened. He placed the cigarette between his thin lips, instead of inhaling he exhaled audibly, almost a sigh. .....