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
Bridgette heard the Frenchman expel a sharp breath when she entered the mother superior’s office, but he recovered and rose gallantly to kiss her hand. “Mademoiselle,” he said, “I cannot tell you what a pleasure it is to see you. I have now come to offer my assistance in getting you to the OSS French Affairs station in Bern, where arrangements are pending for your return to the United States.”
“Where I assume Major Renault is waiting for me,” she said.
“No, mademoiselle. Major Renault returned to America in July to resume his duties at his Washington desk. I come on behalf of his replacement in Bern.” Seeing Bridgette’s splinter-thin face fall, Henri hurried to say, “But you must not despair. He will be informed of your survival. I requested that his replacement let him know, and the major will be overjoyed at your return. Three of your number have already made it back and are now safely ensconced in their homes in America.”
“Three? Who?”
“Your male counterparts.”
“And…my female counterpart…?”
Henri’s own face dropped. “I regret to tell you that she was executed by firing squad the eleventh of June.”
CHAPTER NINETY-ONE
CHAPTER NINETY-ONE
On Saturday, August 26, Chief Detective Maurice Corbett and his associate called upon Madame Florence Bisset at her apartment in a city that had gone berserk with joy over its just-announced liberation from Nazi tyranny. The policemen had feared Madame Bisset would be among the revelers, difficult to locate in the crush, and by the time they reached him, Colonel Derrick Albrecht would have flown the coop like so many SS officers when it became glaringly clear that the wolf was at the henhouse door. The German garrison had surrendered the capital to General Philippe Leclerc, commander of the second French Armored Division, the previous night. The City of Light was now back in French hands.
But Colonel Derrick Albrecht had not flown. The police personnel that Maurice had posted inside and outside the Hotel Crillon had reported the man was still in his rooms, as yet not taken into custody by the French or American army authorities—a glad surprise, but Maurice would need to hurry. He wanted to get to him before the military got their hands on him.
Paris’s elation over its liberation was deafening and emotionally dizzying. All the church bells in the city were ringing, and it appeared that every French man, woman, and child who could walk or manage with crutches and missing limbs were out to greet the liberators in full force and voice. Waving flags to a cacophony of shouts, songs, sobs, cheers, and applause, the exuberant throngs besieged the soldiers in their armored vehicles and marching ranks with flowers, kisses, and wine—anything they could spare to express their gratitude to the saviors of Paris.