Chapters (117)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- The Cast of Characters
- CHAPTER ONE
- The Recruits
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- The Missions
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FIFTY
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
- The Game
- CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SIXTY
- CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER EIGHTY
- CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE
- CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO
- CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE
- CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR
- HOME
- CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX
- CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
- CHAPTER NINETY
- CHAPTER NINETY-ONE
- CHAPTER NINETY-TWO
- CHAPTER NINETY-THREE
- CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR
- CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE
- CHAPTER NINETY-SIX
- CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINETY-NINE
- CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED
- CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED ONE
- Acknowledgments
- Discover More
- About the Author
- Reading Group Guide
- Discussion Questions
- A Conversation with Leila Meacham
- ALSO BY LEILA MEACHAM
When he finally arrived at SD headquarters and asked to speak to Colonel Derrick Albrecht, he was told by a desk clerk that the colonel was in a meeting and under no circumstances would he disturb him. The flurry of activity and the sounds of ringing telephones, teletype machines clicking, typewriters clacking away, and the tight faces of the SD staff told the stakeout man that something serious had happened. On the metro, he’d been aware of an atmosphere of suppressed excitement. Passengers had seemed more restive than usual, but he’d been too absorbed with his own set of worries to wonder why, and he knew better than to put the question to the desk sergeant. “Please, it’s urgent, Sergeant,” he pleaded.
“I will not risk my neck for yours, whoever you are,” the sergeant barked. “Leave your message. I will get it to the colonel when the meeting is over.”
The watchman handed over his report. “You must get that to him as soon as possible,” he said, “or it will be your neck in the noose.”
It was the sixth of June, 1944. In the predawn darkness of that morning, American, British, and Canadian forces, in simultaneous amphibious attacks, had come ashore on five separate beaches along the Normandy coastline. The Allied invasion of France was underway.
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
The Allies’ landing on the coast of Normandy came as a surprise to the Germans, who had believed poor weather conditions would delay the invasion. That day, troops had been allowed to relax from their guard duties along the Atlantic Wall and other coastal defense fronts, numerous senior officers had not returned from their weekends, and many German artillery units and their commanders were on maneuvers away from their posts. Even Field Marshal Erwin Rommel had treated himself to a few days’ leave to attend the celebration of his wife’s birthday. Parisians learned about the landings when news filtered into their city through underground newspapers, hidden radios tuned to the BBC, and pamphlets distributed secretly by the French Resistance. The French citizenry was jubilant. Liberation was at hand.
Tuesday night, Bridgette slept with her small bed pulled close to the armoire should the major contact her beyond their normal transmission times. He seemed never to go to bed. Sure enough, before dawn on June 7, she was awakened by the clickety-clack of an incoming message and leaped out of bed to transcribe it. It was an alert from Major Renault. That morning, just as a pale daybreak allowed enough light to see, Bridgette defied curfew to slip out of the convent with her paintbrush to stroke in the code signal on a liverwort plant to warn Victoria that her safe house had been compromised. The girl had nowhere to go should she have to go on the run.