Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 79

It was a nondescript building. No markings other than the street number. The front facade had just one door and no windows. I went around to the back and saw a roll-up garage door. The perfect place for Hall to drive a requisitioned Army troop truck in and load it up with stolen Nazi loot. I just needed to find someone that knew where he was going.

"Luigi," I said as we approached the front of the building, "do you know who the American was meeting with here?"

"Si, si" he said nodding, " A German and another Americana."