Chapter Forty-Nine
‘Who is he?’ Danjou asked.
McGavin, the long-time Scotland Yard investigator, gave his companions a knowing smile.
With him in Fitzhugh’s office stood Ash, Danjou, and the Australian who had recognised their prisoner. It had taken them nearly three hours to get back to their own lines, and their decision to leave had proven a wise one. Just as they began filing into their own trenches, German reserves arrived behind them and opened fire into no man’s land, hoping to catch anyone they could out in the open. As the sun was now up, if the group had waited a minute longer, they would have been massacred.
After handing off the majority of their prisoners, the MPs had taken the German officer and deposited him in Fitzhugh’s office for interrogation. Sitting in their absent
