Rompa stood at one of the big windows on the top floor of Elandsgracht while he waited for his colleagues to arrive. The building in its simple functionality had been inaugurated as the Amsterdam Police Headquarters in 1941 when Nazi Germany occupied the Netherlands. Hardly the Dutch police’s finest hour. The squealing noise from a tram passing below pulled Rompa back to reality, and he spotted Sergeant Lucas Houtman approaching on his bicycle. With his blonde hair and height of 193 centimeters, he looked unmistakably like the prototype of a real Dutchman.