Chapter 9The events of the outer world inevitably intruded on their romantic idyll. One late afternoon at the start of March, they met at Charlie’s and grabbed a snatched meal nearby before David had to return to work.
“All hell’s about to be let loose,” David said soberly, his voice deliberately low. “It’s no secret that Hitler will march into the Rhineland within days. It’s going to be a mad scramble of talks and negotiations. I don’t like it any more than you, but I’m sorry to say you might not see much of me in the coming weeks.”
“I can cope,” Raymond said, wishing that, rather than a bustling café, they could be in the privacy of a booth at Fratelli’s where he could put his hand over David’s in a gesture of understanding.
David gave a strained smile. “Heaven knows where they’ll sen
