Lucien and Camille handed their papers to a German officer standing beside the conductor on the Tournai boarding platform. The forgeries were good, capturing even the minutest details German documents featured. To minimize any challenges, Lucien posed as an aide to General Speidel, one of the military commanders in Paris, and Camille as his personal nurse. They waited patiently while the officer examined their papers, cautiously eyeing the gathering crowd.
“Proceed,” the officer said. He returned their papers, turning to those next in line.
“You’re in the last row in the last car,” the conductor informed them in French.
Camille pretended to vaguely understand. She pointed to the fifth car.
“Yes,” the conductor nodded. “The last car.”
She led Lucien down the platform. They boarded the
