“I received two messages,” Sophie Silvain told Jacques as she opened the door to her apartment. “One from Camille, the other from Claudette Maes, my Antwerp contact.”
“What did Camille say,” Jacques asked, as they hurried up the steps. “Barbier is getting anxious.”
“She’s at a farmhouse near the French border.”
Jacques pictured the geography, wondering where she might be. “Where did she transmit from?”
“A church steeple near Tournai.”
Jacques sat on the sofa. “It’s good she made contact, but we have to find a way to get her to Paris. Did she tell you what happened?”
“She had little time,” Sophie said. “The Germans were close.”
“Is Roger with her?”
Sophie sighed, a pained expression crossing her face. “Roger was killed at the diamond exchange. The Germans held the port, so she fled
