Berlin
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Mathis awoke to the gentle touch of sunlight filtering through the sheer curtains of his hotel room. After a grueling drive from the airport, he had finally allowed himself some much-needed rest. The luxurious hotel, with its opulent décor, provided a welcome respite from his relentless schedule. He slipped into a soothing shower, letting the warm water wash away the remnants of fatigue.
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Dressed in well-worn jeans and a timeless shirt, Mathis meticulously fastened his old gun holster and selected a stylish light blue jacket. With a determined stride, he descended the sweeping staircase of the grand hotel, now fully able to appreciate the intricate balconies and arched corridors that had gone unnoticed in his exhaustion the night before.
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At the ornate hotel phone, Mathis placed a call. "Westin Grand Berlin, may I help you?" a pleasant voice answered.
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"Hi, I'd like to speak with Bree Schneider. Is she available?"
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"One moment, please," the operator replied.
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Mathis waited, curiosity building. The call was soon connected, and he received Bree's room number—302. Armed with this information, he approached the reception desk to confirm her location. The receptionist dialed the number, and Room 302 flashed on the screen, validating the connection. "I'll be back shortly," Mathis assured her before heading toward the staircase.
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Ascending to the fourth floor, Mathis reached the balcony overlooking Room 302. His sharp eyes soon caught sight of a slender woman in her mid-forties emerging from the room. Dressed in a form-fitting, knee-length dress with cascading blonde curls, Bree exuded confidence. Mathis's interest piqued as he discreetly followed her.
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She boarded a sleek black SUV, and Mathis instructed his taxi driver to follow at a distance. The vehicle weaved through Berlin's bustling streets, eventually stopping in front of an old building in the city center. Mathis instructed the driver to continue past, and after paying the fare, he entered a nearby building with an open entrance. He ascended to the rooftop, seeking a vantage point to observe.
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From his hidden perch, Mathis watched Bree through a window on the top floor of the old building. The sight of modern computer equipment amid the antiquated surroundings was perplexing. Why would a high-tech operation be hidden in such a place? Mathis wondered. The stark contrast between the building's aged facade and the cutting-edge technology only deepened his suspicions. He quickly snapped photos, capturing every detail, his mind racing with theories about the nature of the operation and Bree's role in it.
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As he reviewed his findings, Mathis's phone buzzed with a message from an old sailor acquaintance. "Hey, old friend. I'm in Germany and found Bree. Any updates on her background?"
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The response was swift: "Bree Schneider is with the BND. She's built a reputation for competence and secrecy, specializing in high-level operations. Proceed with caution—she's known for her potentially dangerous nature."
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Mathis's gaze lingered on the old building. This changes everything. The BND connection made Bree's involvement even more complex and risky. He drafted a letter, carefully balancing inquiry with subtlety, and slipped it under Bree's hotel door. The note read:
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Bree,
I need to talk. It's urgent. Meet me at Gendarmenmarkt tonight.
—M.
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Mathis followed up with another message to his old sailor friend: "Thanks for the heads-up. I'll be cautious. Any more intel on her operations would be appreciated."
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Later that evening, Mathis blended into the urban sprawl of Berlin, searching for a suitable meeting spot. Gendarmenmarkt, with its lively atmosphere and throngs of people, seemed ideal for disappearing into the crowd.
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At the square, Mathis watched as Bree entered a dimly lit bar, her demeanor relaxed and composed. He observed from a distance, noting that her phone was receiving notifications. A quick glance at his watch confirmed that her phone had been cloned. With this new insight, Mathis finished his drink and quietly moved to Bree's hotel, positioning himself to overhear her movements.
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As he ascended the stairs to Bree's room, he slipped another note under her door. The message was brief, urging her to meet him immediately. Hiding in the shadows, he listened through his earpiece to Bree's phone conversation. He caught snippets of her voice: "I'm sorry, but I'll need to come later; I have a meeting."
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Mathis's mind raced with the implications of her words. The meeting could be crucial. He knew his next steps needed to be carefully calculated. What exactly is Bree involved in? he wondered, preparing to navigate the complexities of his investigation with heightened caution.
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Bree exited the room, and Mathis followed her through the crowded streets of Berlin. The city was alive with tourists, the air filled with a mix of languages and the hum of bustling activity. Mathis used the crowd to his advantage, blending in while keeping a low profile. He observed Bree's destination, noting the landmarks and potential escape routes. Once he was sure no one was following her, he approached with a carefully chosen phrase.
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"A monkey and a turtle went to a party; the monkey asked the turtle..."
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"Why couldn't the rabbits join?" Bree responded without turning, her voice steady and controlled.
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Mathis introduced himself, revealing his connection to a mutual acquaintance. "Hello, Bree. We shared a contact, and he passed away recently. His last message to me was to find you. I'm Mathis Kristensen."
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Bree's demeanor shifted to seriousness. Her blue eyes, now visible as she removed her sunglasses, sized him up. "Ah, so you must be Kristensen. Our source mentioned rumors about you. Do you bear any responsibility for his death?"
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Mathis felt the gravity of the moment and took a deep breath. "My source believed we had common interests. I'm after an organization that poses a threat to many. I think we could help each other by sharing information."
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Bree's gaze remained intense as she considered his words. The noise of the city seemed to fade away as she weighed his proposal. "Hypothetically, if I were interested, why should I work with you?"
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Mathis knew the stakes were rising with each passing moment. "I suspect we're both targeting the same organization, and I believe there's a mole within your network. If we join forces, we might be able to achieve our goals more effectively."
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Bree's expression was unreadable as she handed him a note. "Meet me at this address at 8 p.m. tonight. Be punctual."
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As Bree melted into the crowd, Mathis scanned his surroundings, alert for any signs of surveillance. Though he noticed nothing amiss, his instincts kept him cautious. He quickly changed his appearance, donning a hat and different jacket to avoid detection. Returning to his hotel, he meticulously reviewed his notes and began preparing for the meeting.
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Mathis knew the upcoming encounter could be pivotal. Uncovering the mole and stopping the organization weighed heavily on him. He was aware of the risks involved and the potential for betrayal, but his focus remained unwavering: the mission's success depended on this fragile alliance.
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