When he and his men reached the country home of the veterinarian, Lieutenant Herman Schmidt wasn’t surprised to see that no one was home. The monks had resisted talking long enough that one of their own could get word ahead that the shiny black boots were on their way.

As for the veterinarian himself, Schmidt chuckled just thinking of the pathetic little man. He’d thought he could escape capture by hiding in a nearby pond. It was actually a clever plan except for one noticeable ...