ch. 4

--4

Calais, 1200 hours

Ed walked to a small house. He looked around to see anybody suspicious but he saw only French. He sighed in relief and quickly knocked the door. An old man opened the door. “Who is it?” he asked. “I’m here to pick up my sister,” Ed said. The man thought for a while, and then he opened the door. “Get in,” he said. Ed got into the house.

“Is it Maurice who sent you here?” the man asked. Ed nodded. “Here you go,” the man said as he handed a suitcase, exactly the same like Ed’s. Ed put his suitcase behind a garden gnome and quickly left.

Ed stopped a cart outside. “Can I use your cart to go to this place?” he asked as he took out a small piece of paper. The man looked at the address for a while, then he said. “Ride on.”

Ed got to the cart and the man hit his horse a few times. The cart started to leave the place.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

A man opened the door. “Is it new?” he asked. “Yes, sir. I just bought it,” Ed answered. The man took the suitcase and closed the door. Ed left the place and got out to the streets. A truck passed by in front of him. And in the bus, he saw someone he knew well.

Karl!

Ed stood there for a few minutes after the truck has left. He then looked around and it was quiet again. “I see,” he said as he left the place. “I got it now.”

Ed walked a few steps away, then he saw a line near a shop. He ran to it as he took out his ration book.

Ed stood behind a man and waited a few minutes before he could hear some man walking behind him. He pretended to stay calm.

“Your ticket, sir.”

Ed quickly gave a ration ticket. The man looked at it and torn it as he looked at his friend. The other man gave him a pack of food. Ed smiled and left. He opened the pack to find a loaf of bread with some fruits. He took the bread and bit it.

Now, he can still hear the footsteps.

He tried to remember some of the instructions he got. “Never look back if you think someone is following you,” it says. Ed walked a few more steps, and then he stopped by a ceramic shop. He pretended to look at the items for sale when he saw two men walked past him.

Gestapo.

Ed walked to apartment and finally the voices disappeared. He looked back and saw nobody. Ed sighed in relief and walked into the building. He walked upstairs and took out a key. He looked at it and inserted it to a keyhole.

CLICK

The door flew open. Ed smiled and got in. “Wow, nice one, Roger,” he said. He put his suitcase, closed the door, and walked back downstairs.

Ed took out a small piece of paper. He read it carefully, then he hid it back into his pocket.