CHAPTER 94
Jacques Dufort tapped on the door, glancing up and down Rue Serpente to ensure no one watched. A moment later, Sophie Silvain ushered him into her apartment.
“Have you received any more messages?” Jacques asked as they climbed the stairs.
“Nothing,” Sophie said. “But if any part of the last message was accurate, she’s on her way to Paris.”
Jacques sighed and sat on the couch. “I’m starting to have doubts,” he said. “Do you think we could have missed something? Camille would never forget to use the passcode.”
Sophie sat beside him. “If she was captured or compromised, she would have sent more messages. But she hasn’t.”
“I suppose you’re right,” he said. “The Germans would try to get information from us.”
“And if she had been captured and they had the diamonds, why bother t
