Solved - Post-war Berlin, Eva Braun, Hitler's Painting, Neo-Nazis.

[jorgemtrevino]

Help please. Looking for a suspense novel I read ca. 1980. The plot goes more or less like this:

The main character is tasked with asserting the autenthicity of a painting, presumably by Adolf Hitler. He goes on to find that even tho the painting has all the earmarks of a true Hitlers paint, it cannot be authentic as the building depicted was not built until after the war.

The protagonist goes on investigating and is threatened by neo-nazis. Eventually he finds that Hitler and Eva Braun survived the war and went into hiding. Hitler is now dead from natural causes but Eva Braun is still alive and taken care of by nazis.

I'm not sure but the title may include the word "bunker".

Hopefully somebody can help me find title and/or author.

 

[Anamnesis]

The Bunker by James P. O'Donnell?

 

[jorgemtrevino]

The Bunker by James P. O'Donnell?

Anamnesis, sadly no. The Bunker by J.P. O'Donnell was one of the first hits I got through Google and Amazon but it is a historical account of Hitler's last days.

The book I'm looking for is totally fictional and takes place in the Berlin of the 70's, when Germany is fairly well along reconstruction.

The main character –an art expert- is tasked with determining if a painting is a genuine Hitler and aftera careful study he decides it's a true Hitler painting except by one little detail; the building depicted was not built until after the war.

Puzzled, he goes investigating and finds out that an undercover nazi ring are protecting Eva Braun, who happened to survive the war along Hitler, who is now dead, having succumbed to Parkinson, and who in fact painted the scene in question.

I think the author is a well known one but I can't remember for my life who is he. I must have read the book in the late 70's or early 80's but this is also foggy.

 

[Occlith]

The Seventh Secret by Irving Wallace?

 

[jorgemtrevino]

Yes! Many thanks in earnest. I got it already from the "A" bookshop and it's in my Kindle now.

Best,

Jorge.