Official Report
British Intelligence
Code: 3986
Kathleen Winfred
As I lay in bed that night, I looked at the ceiling. I thought about Freidrich. When we held one another’s gaze just a bit earlier, I had become suddenly sure of something that I had already felt, I suppose, but had pressed down and not acknowledged.
In fact, Matthew knew it before it did.
Freidrich liked me.
And I liked Freidrich.
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Winfred
Historical FictionThe Women's Guard, The Soldier, The Nazi, The Spy. The Spy turned Prisoner. As they say, dead men (or women, as the case may be) tell no tales. But Kathleen Winfred isn't dead; she managed to escape. Now, the story of her capture by Nazis in occup...
