"Yes, Sir," von Deitzberg said, smiling.
"Has the real purpose of the concentration camps ever occurred to you, Manfred?"
"You're talking about the Final Solution?"
"In a sense. The Fiihrer correctly believes that the Jews are a cancer on Germany, and that we have to remove that cancer. You understand that, of course?"
"Of course."
"The important thing is to take them out of the German society. In some instances, we can make them contribute to
Germany with their labor. You remember what it says over the gate at Dachau?"
" 'Arbeit macht frei'?"
"Yes. But if the parasites can't work, can't be forced to make some repayment for all they have stolen from Ger many over the years, then something else has to be done with them. Right?"
"I understand."
"Elimination is one option," Heydrich said. "But if you think about it, realize that the basic objective is to get these parasites out of Germany, elimination is not the only option."
"I don't think I quite understand," von Deitzberg con fessed.
"Put very simply, there are Jews outside of Germany who are willing to pay generously to have their relatives and friends removed from the concentration camps," Heydrich said.
"Really?"
"When it first came to my attention, I was tempted to dis miss this possibility out of hand," Heydrich said. "But then I gave it some thought. For one thing, it accomplishes the
Fiihrer's primary purpose-removing these parasitic vermin from the Fatherland. It does National Socialism no harm if vermin that cost us good money to feed and house leave
Germany and never return."
"I can see your point."
"And at the same time, it takes money from Jews outside
Germany and transfers it to Germany. So there is also an ele ment of justice. They are not getting away free after sucking our blood all these years."
"I understand."
"In other words, if we can further the Fiihrer's intention to get Jews out of Germany, and at the same time bring Jewish money into Germany, and at the same time make a little money for ourselves, what's wrong with that?"
"Nothing that I can see."
"This has to be done in absolute secrecy, of course. A number of people would not understand, and an even larger number would feel they have a right to share in the confi dential special fund. You can understand that."
"Yes, of course."
"Raschner will get into the details with you," Heydrich went on. "But essentially, you will do what I've been doing myself. Inmates are routinely transferred from one concen tration camp to another. And, routinely, while the inmates are en route, members of the Totenkopfverbande remove two, three, or four of them from the transport. For purposes of further interrogation and the like. Having been told the inmates have been removed by the Totenkopfverbande, the receiving camp has no further interest in them. The inmates who have been removed from the transport are then pro vided with Spanish passports, and taken by Gestapo escorts to the Spanish border. Once in Spain, they make their way to
Cadiz or some other port and board neutral ships. A month later, they're in Uruguay."
"Uruguay?" von Deitzberg blurted in surprise. It had taken him a moment to place Uruguay, and even then, all he could come up with was that it was close to Argentina, somewhere in the south of the South American continent.
"Some stay there," Heydrich said matter-of-factly, "but many go on to Argentina."
"I see," von Deitzberg said.
"Documents issued by my office are of course never ques tioned," Heydrich went on, "and Raschner will tell you what documents are necessary. You will also administer dispersals from the confidential special fund. Raschner will tell you how much, to whom, and when."
"I understand."
"We have one immediate problem," Heydrich said. "And then we'll have another little sip of this splendid brandy and go see what we can find for dinner."
"An immediate problem?"
"We need one more man here in Berlin," Heydrich said.
"Someone who will understand the situation, and who can be trusted. I want you to recruit him yourself. Can you think of anyone?"
That had posed no problem for von Deitzberg.
"Josef Goltz," he said immediately. "Obersturmbann fiihrer Goltz."
Heydrich made a "give me more" sign with his hands.
"He's the SS-SD liaison officer to the Office of the Party
Chancellery."
Heydrich laughed. "Great minds run in similar channels," he said. "That's the answer I got when I asked Raschner for ideas. Why don't the two of you talk to him together?"
In addition to his other duties, Heydrich had been named
"Protector of Czechoslovakia." On May 31, 1942, he was fatally wounded when Czech agents of the British threw a bomb into his car in Prague.
Before leaving Berlin to personally supervise the retribution to be visited upon the Czechs for Heydrich's murder,
Himmler called von Deitzberg into his office to tell him how much he would have to rely on him until a suitable replace ment for the martyred Heydrich could be found.
Meanwhile, von Deitzberg was faced with a serious problem.
With Heydrich's death, he had become the senior officer involved with the confidential fund and the source of its money, and he had never learned from Heydrich how much
Himmler knew about it.
He quickly and carefully checked the records of dispersal of money, but found no record that Himmler had ever received money from it.
It was, of course, possible that the enormous disburse ments to Heydrich had included money that Heydrich had quietly slipped to Himmler; that way there would be no record of Himmler's involvement.
Three months later, however, after Himmler had asked neither for money nor information about the status of the confidential fund, von Deitzberg was forced to conclude not only that Himmler knew nothing about it but that Heydrich had gone to great lengths to conceal it from the Reichspro tektor.
It was entirely possible, therefore, that Himmler would be furious if he learned now about the confidential fund. The
Reichsprotektor had a puritanical streak, and he might con sider that Heydrich had actually been stealing from the
Reich, and that von Deitzberg had been involved in the theft up to his neck.
When von Deitzberg brought the subject up to Raschner,
Raschner advised that as far as he himself knew, Himmler either didn't know about the fund-or didn't want to know about it. Thus, an approach to him now might see everyone connected with it stood before a wall and shot.
They had no choice, Raschner concluded, but to go on as they had… but taking even greater care to make sure the ransoming operation remained secret.
No one was ever found to replace Heydrich as Himmler's adjutant.
In von Deitzberg's view, Himmler was unwilling to bring a stranger, so to speak, into the office of the Reichsfiihrer-SS.
And besides, he didn't have to, since von Deitzberg was obviously capable of taking over for Heydrich. It would have been additionally very difficult to keep Heydrich's replacement from learning about the confidential fund.
The thing to do now was make sure that no one was brought in. In what he thought was a fine example of thinking under pressure, von Deitzberg had never mentioned that he, a relatively lowly Obersturmbannfiihrer, had been placed in the shoes of a Gruppenfiihrer, which was of course a fitting rank for the Adjutant of the Reichsfiihrer-SS.
Von Deitzberg recognized that when Himmler considered this disparity, he would conclude that anyone privileged to be of such high-level service to himself should be at least a
Standartenfuhrer (colonel)-a promotion for which von
Deitzberg was eligible-and that he would in fact be pro moted long before he would otherwise have a chance to be.
A week later, Himmler took him to the Reichschancellery, where a beaming, cordial Adolf Hitler personally promoted him not to Gruppenfiihrer but to Oberfiihrer, one grade higher, and warmly thanked him for his services to the SS and himself personally.