THE ENGLISH AGENT
How far will two women go to survive a war?
Edie sat on the edge, legs dangling into the rushing darkness. The hatch was a circle of obsidian, the reverse of the full moon that shone, somewhere up there, picking out silvery skeins of tracks and field edges lacing the shifting ground below. At least now her parachute cloche was on the noise wasn’t so loud, more of a vibration, right through her bones, into her teeth, which chattered against themselves…The dispatcher lifted his hand as the red light turned off.
Au revoir, Edie mouthed, as the green light came on. She pushed herself off into the inky vortex and was gone.
Having suffered a traumatic experience in the Blitz, Edie feels utterly disillusioned with life in wartime London. The chance to work with the Secret Operations Executive (SOE), helping the Resistance in Paris, offers a fresh start. Codenamed ‘Yvette’ she’s parachuted into France and met by two other members of her SOE cell. But who can she trust?
Back in London, Vera desperately needs to gain UK citizenship to erase the secrets of her past. Working in the foreign office in charge of agents presents an opportunity for blackmail. But when she loses contact with one of her agents, codenamed Yvette, her loyalties are torn.
THE GUNNER GIRL
Shared hope, passionate love, terrible danger
‘Well, we were lucky, weren’t we?’ said the airman, as he drew level. ‘I don’t hold out much hope for the poor blighters at number thirty-two, though,’ he continued, following her gaze. She looked past him to the smoking pile. It was like a giant’s game of spillikins, a mess of sticks and rubble. She could hear the sound of the belated air-raid siren starting its slow wail. ‘You’re a bit shaken up, I can see that. I’m not too chipper myself, to be honest. Let’s get you home. You’ll feel better after a cup of tea,’ he said. He touched her lightly on the forearm. She turned to face him.
‘Now, where is it you live?’ he said. There were specks of gravel on his cheeks, and the livid slash of blood. His eyes were blue and round, like a child’s.
‘I live at number thirty-two,’ she replied.
Discover three very different women in this remarkable wartime novel of shared hopes, lost loves and terrible danger.
Meet Bea, who has grown up as part of a boisterous working-class family, but is keeping a secret that sends her away from those she holds most precious. How can she regain the life she craves?
Meet Edie, who inhabits a world of wealth and privilege but wants to do her bit for King and country, just like Winston Churchill’s daughter, Mary. Desperate to escape her gilded childhood cage, will she discover that freedom holds danger?
And meet Joan, who can’t remember anything of her past or family, and whose home has been bombed out. Desperate, she needs a refuge. But will her past come back to haunt her?
Each one is about to become a Gunner Girl, and their lives will be changed forever.