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Chapters (56)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. CHAPTER ONE
  4. CHAPTER TWO
  5. CHAPTER THREE
  6. CHAPTER FOUR
  7. CHAPTER FIVE
  8. CHAPTER SIX
  9. CHAPTER SEVEN
  10. CHAPTER EIGHT
  11. CHAPTER NINE
  12. CHAPTER TEN
  13. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  14. CHAPTER TWELVE
  15. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  16. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  17. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  18. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  19. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  20. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  21. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  22. CHAPTER TWENTY
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  32. CHAPTER THIRTY
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  42. CHAPTER FORTY
  43. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  44. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  52. Acknowledgements
  53. ‘The Survivors’ Ad
  54. ‘The Betrayal’ Ad
  55. ‘The Liberation’ Ad
  56. Copyright

Clarisse’s tone suddenly flipped into one of cold anger. ‘You think your cosy world down here with your horses and your bulls is so safe, don’t you? But you’re wrong. A new world is coming, one we are fighting for, dying for. At war for. We have cells like this one in every American base in the country, with people passionate about our cause. Don’t you understand that? Communism will bring justice and equality to the people of France at last, it will bring freedom from the crippling yoke of capitalism – even your brother Isaac understands. He is one of us. This is just the start.’

She took my chin in her hand and turned my battered face towards hers. ‘You could still be a part of it, Eloïse.’

I spat in her face.

She leaned closer and kissed my mouth. ‘I never wanted to kill you, chérie,’ she whispered.

‘You drove the van, didn’t you?’ I said bleakly.

There was a silence in the saloon. The boat’s engine rumbled in the background while the rain continued its incessant hammering, and the waves slapped at the hull outside, but no one spoke inside.

Slowly Clarisse nodded. Her face was sad and suddenly looked older. ‘This job is not easy, chérie. I didn’t know you were in the car, I swear. I thought André was driving. I didn’t trust him anymore, I suspected he was feeding more and more details of my organisation back to the CIA, so he had to go.’ Her hand reached for mine. ‘I didn’t mean to hurt you.’

I leaped at her. My hands closed on her throat before the Russian could make a move, but Joel was the first to react. He slammed his beer bottle against the side of my head, but the American was a gentleman by nature and would never hit a woman hard. I rolled to the floor and backed up towards André, who nudged his leg against me. It was like old times. I knew immediately what he was telling me.

Clarisse glared at me as she clutched her throat. Her mouth was a tight hard line.

‘Throw them overboard,’ she ordered.

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

It was cold on deck but the air scoured my lungs clean after the filth in the saloon. The rain was falling hard and I was grateful because it washed her kiss from my lips as I emerged from below. The wind had eased and the night wrapped around us like a barrel of pitch, except for the thin gleam of lights from the fishing village still within sight on the shoreline.