Blind Instinct by Fiona Brand

Author:Fiona Brand
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises, Australia Pty Ltd

Fourteen

Armand wasn’t in the house.

Stripping off her office clothes, Sara dressed swiftly in thick woolen trousers and a woolen shirt and sweater, with a double layer of socks for her feet, which were still frozen. She didn’t have time to warm them, which was dangerous, but not as dangerous as staying one second longer than she needed in Vassigny.

She took her knapsack out of the closet and stuffed it with Reichmann’s ledger, spare socks in case her feet got wet again, her gun, a well-oiled Luger and a supply of ammunition.

Shrugging into a thick, dark coat, she ran downstairs and packed the food and drink she had prepared before she had left for work that morning. She wasn’t taking much. They would be on the move for a day, maybe two if they encountered problems, then Switzerland, and home.

Although where home was now was a moot point. She loved France, and she had transplanted easily. If she had to label herself, she was more French than either English or German, but staying wasn’t possible right now. She would go to England. Perhaps even America.

Excitement of a different kind made her heart speed up, and her face burned as she laced on leather boots, shrugged into the knapsack and checked her watch. Cavanaugh would be waiting.

Her pulse jumped another notch. What she was feeling was crazy. It shouldn’t matter who was waiting.

Armand stepped in the door, removing his hat and scarf, and walked through to the kitchen. “You’re ready to leave.”

“And you’re not.”

Armand was also packing, although he wasn’t coming with her. He was joining de Vallois and the Maquis. It had been decided that the entire unit of the Resistance had to pull out of Vassigny. It was regrettable, but there was no other way.

She gripped his arms and kissed him on both cheeks. His hug was brief and hard.

“Don’t wait, Armand. Leave now.” He should have left this morning. Instead, he had deliberately waited until she was safe.

He grinned. “Don’t worry. I’ll be right behind you.”

Her eyes were burning. “I’ll miss you.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll see me again. I’m a survivor.”

She blinked back tears and reluctantly let him go. They were married on paper, but Armand was the brother she had never had. For the past two years they had shared a waking nightmare and she had a vested interest in his well-being. “You need to leave, now. Stein’s up to something.”

His expression was unmoved. “Soon. Yvette and Pascal are due to arrive shortly. I can’t leave until they get here.”

Yvette Dutetre was his daughter, Pascal, his seven-year-old grandson. They lived on a farm, closer to St. Laurent than Vassigny, and south of the escape route. Armand had to get them out. If Armand were hauled in for questioning, Stein, without doubt, would use Yvette and Pascal as collateral. But with the compressed time frame and the difficulty of movement on the roads, retrieving his family was fraught with risk.

“Don’t delay. I’ve got a bad feeling about Stein.” It had chased her across the fields and was still sawing at her nerves.

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