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RSHAЧDivision of Race and Resettlement

Warsaw District

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He paused to compose himself. What did Hossbach want of him? Why the early

morning summons? He was angry with himself for letting this get to him, but no

one in the SS, no matter how secure his position, even an officer rising as

rapidly as he, could be summoned to report "immediately" to a superior's office

without experiencing a spasm of apprehension.

Kaempffer took one last deep breath, masked his anxiety, and pushed through the

door. The corporal who acted as General Hossbach's secretary snapped to

attention. The man was new and Kaempffer could see that the soldier didn't

recognize him. It was understandableЧKaempffer had been atAuschwitz for the

past year.

"Sturmbannf№hrer Kaempffer," was all he said, allowing the youngster to take it

from there. The corporal pivoted and strode through to the inner office. He

returned immediately.

"Oberf№hrer Hossbach will see you now, Herr Major."

Kaempffer breezed past the corporal and stepped into Hossbach's office to find

him sitting on the edge of his desk.

"Ah, Erich! Good morning!" Hossbach said with uncharacteristic joviality.

"Coffee?"

"No thank you, Willhelm." He had craved a cup until this very moment, but

Hossbach's smile had immediately put him on guard. Now there was a knot where an

empty stomach had been.

"Very well, then. But take off your coat and get comfortable."