When the Center Could Not Hold
The safe house on the Rue des Abbesses had been the hub of the network for eighteen months. Every courier who passed through Paris stopped there. Every message that traveled between Lyon and the coast was routed through its cellar. Every contact code, every drop location, every emergency protocol was known to its keeper, a woman named Simone who had converted her late husband's wine cellar into...
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