CHAPTER 84
The door to the attic opened near 6 p.m. Mme. Abadie led a middle-aged man with thick glasses upstairs to meet Lucien and Camille. “This is Pierre,” she said as they entered.
“Thanks for helping us, Pierre,” Camille said.
“Anything to defeat the Nazis,” Pierre replied, nodding to her and Lucien.
“What do you need us to do?” Lucien asked.
Pierre set a large case and a satchel on the floor. “I have to take your photographs for your documents.”
Camille got her nurse’s uniform and started removing her blouse.
“I have a German captain’s uniform for you,” Pierre said to Lucien. “Not a high enough rank to justify a private nurse, so your documentation will show you’re a personal aide to General Hans Speidel, one of Paris’s military commanders. I also have small duffle bags that
