Chapter Seven
Spring nineteen forty six. Anatoly gazed a while at the woman stood before him just back from training. “You are looking good Johanna. Fit and capable. May I ask where that other misfit Fuchs is?”
“Does that question infer I am also a misfit sir?”
“You will find most that work for the brigade are. Misfit seems to fit the requirements I laid down. So really it is a compliment.”
“Then thank you sir.”
“Nicely dodged Johanna.”
“What is sir?”
“The whereabouts of your partner.”
“Irma you mean?”
“I mean Nikita.”
“Yes of course she is now. Sorry it takes some getting used to sir.”
“Are you going to cut the crap private?”
“Crap sir?”
“It has been six months since I put you over my knee and spanked your bare backside. Would you like me to visit that part of your anatomy ag
