Escape The Reich

Seat was now breaking on Harris’ face. “Can you please tell me what you’re trying to say? Vince?”

Vince seemed to have a dark and satisfied smile on his face. He was just behind Rachel, and she did not get to see the cold expression that he as returning to Harris.

“You’re trying to kill us,” said Rachel, “why didn’t you just kill us off at the camp? Why bring us out here, this far?”

“I-I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about, Rachel,” said Harris.

“You’re a prison warden are you not?” Asked Rachel, “A German?”

“What?” Harris could not contain his surprise.

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