One early morning long ago, before Hitler was master of Germany, the late Hangman Reinhard Heydrich rushed to see his Führer on a matter of desperate urgency. He tramped through an anteroom to the Führer's bedroom and. with his usual disregard of anything that stood in his way, drove his heavy boot into the body of a man who was lying in front of Adolf Hitler's door to protect him from assassination.
The sleeping bodyguard, a big, tough veteran of World War I, got to his feet. He had two broken ribs. Perhaps it...
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