He stared at the unfamiliar watch on his wrist. Three hours ago he had stood on English soil. Three hours ago he had been Martin Hearne, British Intelligence agent. Now he was in Nazi-occupied Brittany, posing as Bertrand Corlay. Hearne looked down at the faded uniform which had been Corlays, felt for the papers in the inside pocket. He was ready. From now on he was one step away from death...