You Must Remember ThisChapter 7 Parisian Walkways France December 1941
The Mercedes pulled away. Clegg sat back watching the early morning light creep across the French countryside. Sandy pulled a Gauloise from a pack lodged in the pouch on the back of the seat in front of her. She offered one to Freddie. He shook his head. It was too early in the morning to have the skin taken off his throat. "How do you come to be working with the French Resistance?" Freddie asked. "Well I was somewhat upset by the loss of the Château as you can imagine. Besides, I...