Hamburg, Saturday, 25 December 1943
The venue of the Hamburg Christmas Market was quite this cold but clear morning; the revelers of the night before had gone home, and those celebrating the holiday were not yet out in full force. The market square had its share of vendors readying their stalls for one last flood of customers, and no heed was paid to two men sitting at the tram stop.
Hauptmann Edmund Jahnke felt strange out of uniform; yet it seemed appropriate that he should be in disguise at this moment; in some small way he could assuage the guilt he felt in betraying the trust reposed in him. He tried not to let his concerns show; he was not certain how his contact would react.
The second man on the bench was totally non-descript; no one would notice him in a crowd. Given his business, that was a good thing. Yet he was the first to speak.
"Details of production and deliveries of the new
Standardpanzer are wanted," he said, choosing his phrasing carefully. "How many units are being built, how many factories are involved, what units are receiving them; known shortcomings, bottlenecks. Anything you can discover."
"Armoured vehicles are not in my department," Jahnke protested. "How am I to find out this information?"
"You have friends, and friends talk; you read reports and correspondence," said the second man. "The information is important, and it is needed immediately." He spoke in an almost insolent manner, undeterred that he was speaking to an officer.
"I will try," Jahnke said in submission.
"Very well," said the second man. "Merry Christmas," he added, and handed over a newspaper. "I am done reading it." With that he rose and walked away.
Jahnke opened the folded paper and found inside a small envelope, which he pocketed. The tram arrived, and he got on, heading to his home. There, in the privacy of his bedroom he examined the contents of the envelope, finding therein thirty 10-Reichsmark banknotes. He felt like Judas.
Rheinische Post, Sunday, 26 December 1943
The Ministry of Defence, Berlin, Monday, 27 December 1943
Admiral Wilhelm Canaris finished his briefing. "That, Herr Minister, is what we know of the situation. We presume that the leak in Wehrkreis X is in some way related to the revelations from the Krupp works, but we are not certain. It would appear that the English are behind this operation, and that is our working hypothesis, but we have not yet confirmed it."
Defence Minister Otto Gessler looked again at the file that Canaris had presented to him. "What countermeasures have you taken to this point?"
"I have directed an officer to begin discrete investigations of the staff in Wehrkreis X," Canaris replied. "And of course the spy Reuper is still being interrogated though at this point we do not expect to gain much more from him. Our resident in Budapest has been instructed to obtain more information if at all possible, and I have directed our resident in London to make very discrete inquiries via sources at his command."
"You do not believe this should be made public?" Gessler asked.
"Absolutely not," answered Canaris.
"Neither do I," Gessler concurred, "though not, perhaps, for the same reasons as you. I find the potential English involvement disturbing; they are in theory our friends."
"In matters of Intelligence and Counter-Intelligence," Canaris noted, "there are no friends merely different levels of competitors."
"True Herr Admiral," Gessler added. "Do what you must to pursue these spies, and keep me informed. I will advise the Chancellor of the progress to date."