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The DC-7 had successfully achieved flight and was now up in the blue, cloudless skies over Germany, they had escaped the onslaught of gunfire, non of the bullets seeming to have reached their targets, an unusual occurrence which spoke volumes to Abigail's suspicious.

As far as Klaus was concerned his plan had succeeded. Abigail certainly never gave the impression of someone who had figured out a great conspiracy, as they had been airborne for over an hour, without so much as a raised question from the scholar

-Things were going as planned!

Klaus suddenly dropped his phony British accent, turning to face Abigail, who could immediately see the change in the man, his expressions going from a good Ole' Chap, to that of a bloody Nazi.

"Well now, doktor McHugh." Quickly pulling out his own handgun from the side-pocket of his flight jacket.

"You have expressed your confusion as to the reasons for your presence in this adventure. It is simple really. I am double-crossing my associate, who as we speak is traveling with Walter.....No! We never had him as a prisoner, he was recovering from a blow on the head, we just took a few photos of him. He made a quick and full recovery after the incident, even feeling well enough to catch a flight with my colleague Charlotte Bergmann....A double agent like myself."

Klaus stood up, continuing to speak as he walked toward the back of the plane.

"They will find their own prize, Charlotte will turn on your friend, he will do away with her a secure his prize. Then we shall use you as ransom to get the item from him. Then, I shall possess two of the greatest weapons mankind will ever have the misfortune to see being put to use."