Mr. Stegen: A Man with a Hidden Identity

A Deceiver

Ludwig turned for a moment to Jedrick who seemed to understand the meaning of the gaze of the master. No matter how tired he was, Ludwig hurried to leave the old base. He should get home soon.

While running fast, Ludwig paid no heed to anything else. He continued to run, until he was stunned on one of the streets. The man turned his head, making sure that no one was following. The handsome man nodded slowly. He doesn't want to think much. Ludwig continued his journey, until he arrived at the house he occupied.

Ludwig opened the lock. However, how surprised he was, because it turned out that the door of the house was already in an unlocked condition. Ludwig rushed in. He ran to the room to check on Lilia's whereabouts. However, the beautiful woman was not in the room.

“Lilia!” call Ludwig loud while running out of the room. “Lilia!” He again exclaimed, while inspecting some of the rooms there. However, Lilia was nowhere.

“Gosh!” Ludwig was rough with his copper brown hair. Just now that she was about to move near the main door, from the side door came the soft voice of Lilia greeting herself.

“Mr Stegen?” Lilia stood by the door, looking at Ludwig. “Are you going again?” tanyakanya.

Ludwig turned his head. He immediately ran over to Lilia, then tightly hugged the woman. “Thank God. I thought you ...”

“There are waiting for you since,” cut Lilia. He stretched Ludwig's embrace away from him. The red-haired beauty pointed to the side porch of the house, where sat a man who was none other than Oliver Harald. The man was smoking there.

“Get into the room,” whispered Ludwig, before he walked to the side veranda to meet the minister. Ludwig stepped carefully, as he approached Petra's father. “Mr Harald,” sap is flat.

Oliver smokes a thin smoke into the air. He turned his head, but said nothing to Ludwig. The German defence minister again set his sights on some of the trees growing there. Oliver sat up full of authority while continuing to smoke.

“The woman is here,” he said, after Ludwig sat not far from where he was. “Very beautiful Princess Gunther Lienhart.” Oliver smiled cynically.

“It's none of your business,” reply Ludwig. “You take care of the man in the sketch I secured. He'll take you to Radko Trava.” Ludwig stared with a strange look at Oliver.

Oliver put out the rest of his cigarettes in the ashtray. He returned Ludwig's gaze with a look no less strange. The middle-aged man returned a cynical smile. “You know that I want the head of Radko Trava.”

“You can decapitate him yourself if you have found the man,” Ludwig replied. “Do not say that your courage is no wider than the steps of a baby,” ledek Ludwig accompanied by a cynical smile.

Oliver did not respond. “You didn't do according to the agreement we made. I thought you couldn't face Radko Trava.” Oliver retorts Ludwig's.

“I haven't found the man to date. If we had met, I would not have let go so easily,” Ludwig said confidently.

“Is that?” Oliver raises next to his eyebrows, indicating that he doubts Ludwig's words. “We'll just cancel this deal, because I'm not sure of your ability. You have no men or power to support you in the face of Radko Trava. Supposedly, I never made a silliness like this.”

“Stupid time! I don't care what you say. I'd like to trade Ulger for a trip to Austria. You must facilitate my and Lilia's journey there,” urged Ludwig with emphasis.

Oliver got up from his seat. He stood at the end of the terrace, with his gaze fixed on the clear skies of Warsaw City. “What are you going there for? Your work is here.” Oliver turned his head for a moment, before turning his eyes forward.

“I say one more time, Mr. Oliver Harald. I want you to facilitate my journey to Austria. Anyhow, I don't want to know. If not, then I'll let go of that man named Ulger. Stupid time with my fugitive status!” Ludwig turned. He intended to leave Oliver alone on the porch earlier.

Oliver thought for a moment. He had to consider many things, before deciding to terminate the agreement with Ludwig. However, Oliver needs the power and ability of the handsome German man. “Wait!” preventably. He turned to Ludwig who was stunned and in a position to turn his back.

“You can go to Austria, with a note to keep the agreement to finish off Radko Trava. My life won't be quiet if that guy's still hanging around.”

Ludwig smiled cynically. He then looked. “Remember one thing, Mr. Harald. I'm not a messenger boy. So, do not ever command me at will, for I do not work for anyone,” Ludwig asserted. “If you still need my help, then I will appreciate it.”

Oliver was silent again. Petra's father did not want to argue with Ludwig. “I'll call you tonight. Prepare.” After saying so, Oliver hurried away without any words of farewell or the like.

After Oliver's death, Ludwig immediately headed to the room. He was already impatient to see Lilia's condition. The woman was sitting on the edge of the bed when Ludwig entered. “You all right?” ask Ludwig for attention. He sat right next to the red-haired woman.

“Who was the man?” ask Lilia. “Is he the same guy, with who was looking for you that night?” Lilia looked at meu at Ludwig who was also looking at her.

“Yes. He is Oliver Harald. The man promised to help clear my name of fugitive predicate.” Ludwig looked lovingly at Lilia. “Prepare. We will go to Austria,”, the man said again.

“Really?” A pair of Lilia's gray eyes looked sparkling.

Ludwig nodded. He lowered his body in front of Lilia. The handsome man knelt while tightly grasping the hand of the woman he had married. “Didn't you believe me when I declared love for you?”

“You're a con man, Ludwig Stegen. You even married me using a fake identity. Should I trust a man like you?”

Ludwig smiled knot. The handsome man muttered softly. “You don't have to force yourself to believe me. However, I will definitely prove it to you,” Ludwig asserted. He stopped the conversation, when a call came in from Oliver. “I have to answer the phone for a while.” Ludwig stood up, then moved to the window.

Meanwhile, Lilia continued to pay attention to him while sitting on the edge of the bed. He observed Ludwig's posture from head to toe. Lilia smiled slightly, before lowering her face.

“How?” ludwig asked without further ado, as he answered the incoming call earlier.

“I've been coordinating with someone at the downtown underground station. Get ready tonight. At nine o'clock exactly, you guys should already be there.”

“Why?” Ludwig raised his eyebrows.

“Later tonight there is a train travel schedule to Poland. You'll be safe from the officers' inspection, because it's a freight train" Oliver explained.