I'd left my gun in a dresser drawer, concealed under my shirts, which had been arranged in such a way that I could easily tell if they were disturbed in the least. They had not been touched. The Germans always had been exceptionally thorough in such matters as a search, but once they completed it and established the fact that their suspect was wholly innocent, they forgot all about searching again. They hadn't changed much. I'd heard a lecture about this from one of our master spies in World War II and he was perfectly correct. Know the enemy.
1966.