Here, she was not just a rightful ruler, but the Führer’s appointed God, with the right to decide who was to live and who was to die. A gun sat snuggly in its holster on her hip, for that very purpose. She had killed for less before, and still… …and still, Mandl dared not even raise her voice at this woman in front of her, for she would lose her position of superiority at once with a shout, no matter how contradictory that may have sounded.
