ABSTRACT
Goodman began his day by saying good-bye to Eriks son, who was returning to Copenhagen.
“I’ve very much enjoyed the opportunity to spend this time with you,” the thin Dane said in the hotel lobby surrounded by his luggage, “especially since we seem to share so many similar views, at least in med ical matters. I wouldn’t be too surprised if we’re all called together soon to actually proceed with the clinical stud ies that we discussed yesterday. Peter Werner’s a persua sive fellow and he’ll eventually get his way with Richter. ’ ’
“I’m not so sure about that, Lars.” “Well, if I was a wagering man, I’d bet a few
coins on it. But that’s neither here nor there. Inciden tally, I was right about one of those neo-Nazis being a company foreman. I spoke to Dieter Hoffman, Peter Werner’s assistant. Apparendy the whole plant’s buzz ing about the incident we witnessed. According to Hoff man, the fellow’s name is Hans Meyer, and he’s one of Richter’s fair-haired boys. He not only works on 368, but some other projects which are very hush-hush around the plant. In any event-and here’s the part you might be interested in-the word is that this m orn ing Richter told Meyer to take a few days of holiday until this meeting was over. Dieter says that Meyer and his girlfriend went skiing. When Werner heard about it, he went into a fit. Couldn’t understand why Meyer’s ac tions were tolerated, much less protected. One more thing for them to squabble about.”
