She'd been down this road. She hadn't really had someone trusted to ask questions of, and mostly she'd just read it all. But she'd also seen the end of the war. She'd even seen some of the immediate aftermath. After all she went missing in actin, presumed killed in 1947. So this was stuff she knew. It had only happened six years ago to her.
"It didn't last much longer after you'd... It's a lot of information, and I have a lot of books if you want them, but them specifically? A couple of nights before their surrender Hitler and Evaoffed themselves. He'd been hidin' there for a couple of weeks. The Russians broke through into Berlin. Goebbels got desperate tried to rally the citizens to fight against them and they weren't havin' it. Then Mussolini was assassinated..."
She took a turn with her jeep. "Besides that. Himmler tried to negotiate a surrender but was arrested by the British, but he killed himself before questionin'. Goebbels too, the day after Hitler." And it had pissed her off something fierce. There wasn't justice anywhere that could make what these people had done even, but it was unfair that they went out on their own terms.
"Some fled to South America, including Mengele, but a great many of the leaders were caught, tried, and sentenced. Death, life imprisonment." She sighed.
"That's how I remember it. The minute they surrendered the Hawks went straight to the Pacific."