confirm his appointment as Commander of Army Group B. This will give him direct responsibility for the Atlantic Wall defences. The meeting will be concerned with the strategy necessary if our enemies decide to invade next year. The Fiihrer has given to me the honour of organizing the conference and, of course, responsibility for his safety. It will be purely an SS matter. As I've said, Rommel will be there, probably Canaris. The Fiihrer particularly asked for him.'
He started to sort his papers into a neat pile, putting some of them into a briefcase. Schellenberg said, 'But the urgency on the Steiner affair, Reichsfuhrer, I don't understand.'
'I intend to introduce him to the Fiihrer at that meeting, General. A great coup for the SS, his escape and near victory. His presence, of course, will make things rather difficult for Canaris which will be all to the good.' He closed the briefcase and his eyes narrowed. 'That is all you need to know.'
Schellenberg, who felt that he was only hanging on to his sanity by his fingernails, said, 'But, Reichs-fuhrer, what if Devlin doesn't wish to be persuaded?'
Then you must take appropriate action. To that end, I have selected a Gestapo man I wish to accompany you to Lisbon as your bodyguard.' He rang a bell on the desk and Rossman entered. 'Ah, Rossman. I'll see Sturmbannfiihrer Berger now.'
Schellenberg waited, desperate for a cigarette, but aware also of how totally Himmler disapproved of smoking and then the door opened and Rossman appeared with another man. Something of a surprise, this one. A young man, only twenty-five or six, with blond hair that was almost white. Good-looking once, but one side of his face had been badly burned. Schellenberg could see where the skin graft stretched tightly.
He held out his hand. 'General Schellenberg. Horst Berger. A pleasure to work with you.'
He smiled, looking with that marred face like the Devil himself and Schellenberg said, 'Major.' He turned to Himmler. 'May I get started, Reichsfuhrer?'
'Of course. Berger will join you in the courtyard. Send Rossman in.' Schellenberg got the door open and Himmler added, 'One more thing. Canaris is to know nothing. Not Devlin, not our intentions regarding Steiner and for the moment, no mention of Belle Ile. You understand the importance of this?'
'Of course, Reichsfiihrer.'
Schellenberg told Rossman to go in and walked along the corridor. On the next floor, he found a toilet, slipped in and lit a cigarette, then took the envelope Himmler had given him from his pocket and opened it.
FROM THE LEADER AND CHANCELLOR OF THE STATE
General Schellenberg acts upon my direct and personal orders in a matter of the utmost importance to the Reich. He is answerable only to me. All personnel, military and civil, without distinction of rank will assist him in any way he sees fit.
ADOLF HITLER
Schellenberg shivered and put it back in the envelope. The signature certainly looked right, he'd seen it often enough, but then it would be easy for Himmler to get the Fuhrer's signature on something, just one document amongst many.
So, Himmler was giving him the same powers as he had given Max Radl for Operation Eagle. But why? Why was it so important to get Steiner back and in the time scale indicated?
There had to be more to the whole business than Himmler was telling him, that much was obvious.
He lit another cigarette and left, losing his way at the end of the corridor. He hesitated, uncertain, then realized that the archway at the end led on to the balcony above the great hall. He was about to turn and go the other way when he heard voices. Intrigued, he moved forward on to the balcony and peered down cautiously. Himmler was standing at the head of the great table flanked by Rossman and Berger. The Reichsfuhrer was speaking.
'There are those, Berger, who are more concerned with people