Shire hadn't visited the officers' club in a long time.
Although he never stayed long when he came, the dim lights, the lazy sound of the piano, and the laughter amidst the smoke and alcohol always allowed Shire to feel a moment of relaxation and enjoyment.
But when Lucia sat across from him, Shire's mind began to race again, even though they outwardly appeared to be chatting and laughing.
"The Germans are test-flying a new model of aircraft." Lucia leaned close to Shire's ear, with a sweet smile on her face as if she were whispering sweet nothings: "It's a tri-plane."
"The White Lady" had infiltrated Germany proper.
This wasn't difficult; many Belgians lived in Germany, and under the pressures of war, there were also many anti-war individuals within Germany.
Lucia added on her own: "I really like it, buy it for me as a one-year-anniversary gift next time, okay?"
"No problem!" Shire nodded in cooperation.
