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  • Time 2h 27m
Ongoing, First published Dec 27, 2017
Mature
Just a year and a half ago, you worked as a military nurse  in one of the top hospitals in London. By day, you tended wounded and ill, by night you spent hours upon hours studying. 

You were a bargain as an employee: you went to college, you speak French, English, and German, and you're sharper than a bayonet. 

Perhaps that is why the British spy agency, known as the Special Operations Executives, were quick to ask you to join their ranks when the war heated up. 

You spent months training, learning how to withstand torture. You knew the workings of the military, coming from a long line of pilots and soldiers, so learning came easily to you. Now, by day you trained until your knuckles bled and your limbs shook, by night you studied case after case, looking into dead-end leads to hopefully find your breakthrough case. 

Now, you are asked to go to the frontlines and get firsthand experience. Nothing beats seeing the real war. It's one thing to read about the Nazis in newspapers and through whispers, but another to see them up close. 

Seven weeks after the invasion of Normandy, you are sent to rendezvous and assist American troops while you look for a lead on a top secret case. 

This trip will either make you or break you. Can you show the world that you have what it takes, or will you not be able to carry through when a twist of fate sends your career spiralling downwards?

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