Then I was in my apartment. I wrapped Schmidi in two old bedsheets and dragged him out onto the landing. I poured myself a glass of Chivas and leaned against the window. A cat screeched, and down in the street someone shouted, “Red Front!”
I stood there for a while and stared at the rain.
JANUARY 1987
REAGAN CALLS FOR FINAL SOLUTION OF PALESTINIAN QUESTION
Gaddhafi wore jeans!
Theo Sontag’s political commentary: Was this a trick?
LEAK IN BIBLIS NUCLEAR REACTOR
The Minister of the Interior says, “Radiation negligible, no cause for concern among local population” and warns against “unfounded panic mongering.”
U.S. DEFENSE SECRETARY ADDRESSES NATO
“We want a second-strike capability that renders a third strike impossible.”
“BUT OUR WOMEN ARE MORE HONEST”
The Federal Chancellor in Bangkok at the end of his Asian tour.
FORMER MAYOR OF FRANKFURT DECLARES HIMSELF WILLING TO RUN FOR PRESIDENT OF FEDERAL REPUBLIC
Verdict as expected in Böllig case
The four accused were sentenced to two years’ imprisonment without probation. Many questions on the role played by Herbert Kollek remain unanswered. In his summation, the Public Prosecutor again stressed “the basic attitude of hostility against the state” of the accused.
In the eighty-ninth minute of the game, the Stuttgart team scored a regrettable goal and caused Gladbach to lose 2–1.
I put the newspaper away and dropped two aspirins into the glass. It was Saturday, ten o’clock in the morning. Outside it was snowing like hell. Next to my cup of coffee lay two letters, one from the Public Prosecutor’s office, one from the Preungesheim Prison administration. I tore open the one from the prosecutor and read my third summons to be interviewed in the Schmidi case. Kessler kept on working hard to get me put away for murder. The one from the prison I held in my hand for a while. Then I opened it carefully. I was informed that Nina Scheigel, née Kaszmarek, had died in the night between the second and third of January. According to her wishes, I was being notified of the event.
I drank my aspirin, lit a cigarette, and sat there smoking until the phone rang. It was Slibulsky.
“Two o’clock, at Karate’s?”
Sure, I said, and hung up. Then I made some fresh coffee.
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How the Dead Live
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