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Chapters (117)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. The Cast of Characters
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. The Recruits
  8. CHAPTER TWO
  9. CHAPTER THREE
  10. CHAPTER FOUR
  11. CHAPTER FIVE
  12. CHAPTER SIX
  13. CHAPTER SEVEN
  14. CHAPTER EIGHT
  15. CHAPTER NINE
  16. CHAPTER TEN
  17. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  18. CHAPTER TWELVE
  19. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  23. The Missions
  24. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  25. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  26. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  36. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  44. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  45. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  46. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  47. CHAPTER FORTY
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  53. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  54. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  55. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  56. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  57. CHAPTER FIFTY
  58. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
  59. CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
  60. CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
  61. CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
  62. CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
  63. CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
  64. CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
  65. CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
  66. The Game
  67. CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
  68. CHAPTER SIXTY
  69. CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
  70. CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
  71. CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
  72. CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
  73. CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
  74. CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
  75. CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
  76. CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
  77. CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
  78. CHAPTER SEVENTY
  79. CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
  80. CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
  81. CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
  82. CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
  83. CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
  84. CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
  85. CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
  86. CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
  87. CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
  88. CHAPTER EIGHTY
  89. CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE
  90. CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO
  91. CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE
  92. CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR
  93. HOME
  94. CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE
  95. CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX
  96. CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN
  97. CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
  98. CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
  99. CHAPTER NINETY
  100. CHAPTER NINETY-ONE
  101. CHAPTER NINETY-TWO
  102. CHAPTER NINETY-THREE
  103. CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR
  104. CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE
  105. CHAPTER NINETY-SIX
  106. CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN
  107. CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT
  108. CHAPTER NINETY-NINE
  109. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED
  110. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED ONE
  111. Acknowledgments
  112. Discover More
  113. About the Author
  114. Reading Group Guide
  115. Discussion Questions
  116. A Conversation with Leila Meacham
  117. ALSO BY LEILA MEACHAM

Thus word had gotten around that the painting was under Achim’s personal protection. Recently, a customer in a shop had pointed him out as the “guardian of the wall,” and he preened from the title and recognition. Familiar faces now passed him on guard duty with expressions of approval rather than scowls of contempt, and German soldiers on patrol nodded in friendly acknowledgment of his assignment. The seascape going up on the convent wall of the Sisters of Charity was drawing more traffic to the Rue des Soeurs de Charité, and visitors, willing to part with a shot’s worth of their rationed film, had begun to take his picture posing beside the mural. The attention required he take extra care with his appearance to project the appropriate image of a police presence, but more important, and quite unconsciously, to present a favorable impression to the artist.

Safe off the ladder, Mademoiselle Dufor turned toward him, her tender face warm with gratitude. “Merci beaucoup,” she said with a smile, and Achim was unprepared for the feeling that swept him from head to toe.

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

That Sunday afternoon, Chris was in his hostel room when two long buzzes from a wall unit alerted him that a guest was waiting for him in the living room downstairs. The signal gave him a start. He could think of no one who would be visiting him, since he had made no friends among his colleagues and had only a nodding acquaintance with the other tenants, all of them young Germans who’d been imported to fill clerical positions for the Nazi authorities. Major Renault had chosen his quarters as another hotbed of intel to pass on to Labrador. No member of Dragonfly knew where he lived, and he could rule out Jules Garnier and Louis Mueller. The personnel director would not risk meeting him at his lodging, and he had heard the director brag that he would be spending all day Sunday in bed with his Lyon prostitute. Chris pushed the button twice to let the clerk manning the desk know he’d be down, then tucked a pencil fuse into an inner pocket of his jacket. The L pill he carried in the casing of his German-manufactured wristwatch.

At the reception desk the French clerk, a collaborator whom Chris had loathed since checking in, jerked his head toward the living room with a smirk that implied he was in trouble. Chris’s heart kicked. Staring out the window in a pose of meditation, his arms crossed behind him, stood a German officer in an overcoat whose collar insignia identified him as a major general. Chris made the instant connection of the rank to Wilhelm March, whose father was the head of the Abwehr.