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car in Germany. Since we were not on time, Hertz had
rented it to someone else.
We tried to get the same model at Avis, but
the people there began to quibble and wanted all kinds of identification. They
even wanted to telephone Serge's boss to check on us. (Serge had no boss at
that time.) So we backed down, trying, if possible, not to attract too much
attention. Eli had shaved off his beard in honor of the occasion, and one look
at him never failed to make us laugh. Whereas before he had looked like an Old
Testament prophet, now he had such pretty, baby-pink cheeks that he couldn't
bear to look at himself in the mirror.
We went back to Hertz, where we
were given a Mercedes 280, a huge, beige luxury car with an automatic shift.
Serge, who hadn't touched a steering wheel in years, rented it in his name, and
so he at least had to drive it out of the garage. He started down a one-way
street, pursued by the woman in charge screaming at him to go the other way.
At the first intersection I took over and began to get used to the car.
The main trouble with it was that it was terribly conspicuous. Furthermore, it
had only two doors. The crowning blow was that it had Frankfurt license plates.
We had succeeded in assembling three excellent devices to keep us from passing
unnoticed.
The next question was how we were going to get a man who was
being kidnapped by four other men into a car with only two doors. By adding and
dividing we reached the solution that two and a half persons would have to get
in by each door. The convenience of such an operation did not escape our
notice.
Beate had devised a clever plan and we began to practice the
automotive ballet that was to lead to the kidnapping of Lischka. From the spot
where we grabbed him we were to drive into some nearby woods that were close to
the highway. There we were to transfer Lischka from the Mercedes to the car we
had brought from France, an R-16. The place was perfectly situated. It was
completely isolated, and we could leave by a lane leading in the opposite
direction from the one we entered. It would be easy to see whether we were
being followed. Lastly, we would have to drive only about five hundred yards to
reach the highway that circled Cologne. That meant we could get from the south
of the city, where we were, to the north, and head back to Belgium without
passing through the city.
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