Chapter Five
Helga rose from the desk and moved to the window. She was many miles to the north of Cairo in the port city of Alexandria. She stared at the roofs, somewhere out there was a ship lying at anchor to take her to freedom. The house she was in belonged to an Austrian ex expatriate, Dr. Josef Stein. It had been built during the French occupation under Napoleon and had seen a series of owners ever since then who all contributed their unique style to the mansion. From a room down the hall she could hear the laughter of children and above them she heard Harriet’s voice speaking German and a smile nudged her lips. The fateful day had arrived, it had been over a week since she allowed two men from the American embassy to rifle through Helmut’s safe but in that time she felt as if she’d
