He didn’t answer. The plan was simple: explosives on the stone arch bridge a mile below the village. But the detonator was in the church sacristy, and the Germans had turned the piazza into a staging ground. Someone would have to go down there.
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“Don’t turn around.” Elena’s voice, low and fierce. “I followed you. You weren’t coming back, were you?” He didn’t answer
“I remember.”
No one knows exactly how long Marco and Elena kept ringing. The partisan attack from the woods came at half past twelve. By two in the morning, the Germans had retreated. Someone would have to go down there