16“I thought Stefan’s half-brother died in a car accident.” I kept my voice carefully neutral.
“I never had a doubt Krüger was dead.” Harry said. “Masterful stroke, wasn’t it? Burn a body beyond recognition in a crash fishy enough to raise a lot of questions. Leave clues so the police discover quick that the scene was rigged. They conclude it was all a setup, intended to obscure the fact that he killed himself. Of course the cops stopped there. Why not? What was he, the fifth or sixth Stasi guy to off himself that spring?” He shook his head. “What a shock when Billy Nu brought in that picture.”
“What a shock,” I echoed.
He tapped the photograph with his index finger. “Notice how seamless his new identity was? Few people would connect Gunter Storch to Reinhardt Krüger.” He raised his eye
