The Secret Agent
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In this #1 Kindle bestseller, Eric Erickson, the most important American spy of WWII, has a dangerous secret to keep.
In 1942, the Brooklyn-born Erickson was a millionaire oil mogul who volunteered for a dangerous mission inside the Third Reich: locating the top-secret synthetic oil plants that kept the German war machine running. To fool the Nazis, Erickson played the role of a collaborator. He hung a portrait of Hitler in his apartment and "disowned" his Jewish best friend, then flew to Berlin, where he charmed Himmler and signed lucrative oil deals with the architects of the Final Solution. All the while, he was visiting the oil refineries and passing their coordinates to Allied Bomber Command, who destroyed the plants in a series of B-17 raids, helping to end the war early.
After the war, Erickson's was revealed as a secret agent and received the Medal of Freedom for his bravery. William Holden even played him in a hit Hollywood movie. For a brief moment in the...
diplomats? Was he being watched in Sweden? The SD men said nothing. Erickson’s throat grew dry as he watched the driver heading toward the city center. The car pulled up in front of a gigantic, gray stone building, five stories high. 8 Prinz Albrechtstrasse had been built as an extension of Berlin’s Museum of Decorative Arts, but it now housed the offices of the Concentration Camps Inspectorate, which controlled Auschwitz and the other camps. Another state agency was headquartered there as well:
land-owning family, she’d been educated in Britain and France and counted the rich and powerful among her friends. She was a confirmed monarchist who made it clear to Erickson that she harbored “a very firm hatred toward the Nazi party.” Like the American, Anne-Maria was playing a part: her background gave her entree to parties where Germany’s most powerful men drank and gossiped. She made friends with Hitler’s officers, asked seemingly innocuous questions, then passed on the information to the
surrendering every month because of a lack of oil. In the Ruhr industrial valley alone, 325,000 German troops waved the white flag. In February, 1945, German production of aviation fuel totaled just 1000 tons, one half of one percent of what it was the year before. Hitler had championed the idea of mechanized war years before and it had given him victory after victory on the continent of Europe. But as the Allies drove toward Berlin, that very concept of battle demanded fuel that Germany no
armistice flew in from London and began combing the ruined industrial sites of Germany. They were led by a strapping sailboat enthusiast named Dr. W.C. Schroeder, whose official job was as a researcher at the U.S. Bureau of Mines; in reality, he was America’s leading expert on synthetic oil, with several patents to his name. The other men were scientists, chemists and executives from the major American oil companies: Standard Oil, Texas Oil, Gulf, the companies that had either been founded in
had ruled Sweden since 1818. He stood fifth in line to the throne. Carl was almost but not quite movie-star handsome, with a long aquiline nose and slicked-back hair in the style of Errol Flynn. In school, he studied business, became fluent in Esperanto, and served as an officer in a cavalry company. In his teens and early 20s, Carl developed a reputation for wildness. “There were traditional princely incidents of motor accidents following erratic driving,” said the UK Telegraph diplomatically,