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83 CHAPTER 11 Condor Flight DE2294, Munich to Windhoek, Namibia, the present dayAnja turned away from the couple next to her and switched on her reading light on the Boeing 767-300. She knew she should try to sleep on the flight, but the copied reports from Claire Martin were once more claiming all her attention. Anja had fended off more questions from her mother as she’d packed. She would miss her mother – in time. For now she sipped her white wine and opened the ring folder into which she had neatly arranged the photocopies of the historic espionage reports. She was a little sad as she leafed through to the last one she had read, knowing they would soon run out, quite possibly before Claire Martin ever returned to German South West Africa. Anja told herself that even if the reports di