Taplow, England           The town car rolled to a stop in Cliveden’s rocky courtyard. Feuermacht critically viewed the manor house while he waited for the driver to retrieve his luggage. It was a remarkable structure, nearly three centuries old, and it wasn’t even owned by the British. Astor was, technically speaking, an American.           Feuermacht loved Germany, but he fancied Cliveden nearly as much, and he believed it would be the perfect reward for his CAPQuellwasser strategy. Of course, he’d have to wait until the Führer’s troops invaded England and took control of it.           Feuermacht allowed himself a moment to imagine what it would be like to receive the Führer at Cliveden, as his guest. But the missing dossier cut his daydream short. Fortunately, the encryption with the map had only included vague details. He had taken great pride in verbally explaining the finer points of his strategy to Hess. Leaving critical information unwritten, guaranteed his usefulness to the Reich.           Feuermacht had promised Hess he would retrieve CAPQuellwasser and already knew how to proceed. His first step, would be convincing Waldorf to have a house party that included Lady Victoria Méliès and Major George Thorpington on the guest list.           As if on cue, Waldorf greeted him.           Feuermacht wasted no time. “Good evening, Waldorf, did I miss much?”           “Not unless you define ‘much’ as a gaggle of geese taking over the library.”           “Geese?”           “One of Nancy’s dinner party ice breakers.”           “I never thought Nancy’s parties needed ice breakers.”           “Precisely.”           “Now that I think of it, you’ve had some interesting guests here. Like that fellow, a major I believe, who works in the war office. Thorpington?”           “That old buzzard?”           “I hear he’s friendly with a very lovely lady, Victoria Méliès. They would probably make interesting company at one of Lady Astor’s fetes.”           “If I’m not mistaken, Lady Méliès is living in Paris.”           “Even more reason, to make the fabled Lady’s acquaintance.”           “Ahhh. You want to meet the Lady. He’s insufferable, but she is ravishing.           “And I believe you’re right about Thorpington being an old family friend. It might be a way to get Lady Méliès to come for a visit.”           Feuermacht placed an arm around Astor’s shoulder as they both walked out of the room. “That’s exactly what I was thinking.” *           Nigel Townsend paced nervously outside the Secretary of War's office. On the other side of the formidable door, Secretary Duff Cooper and Prime Minister Stanley Baldwin were discussing the papers Townsend had retrieved in Cologne. The map clearly outlined Switzerland in detail, but the War Department had yet to decipher the encrypted papers that were found with it. *           “I’ll wager they used that damned Enigma device,” complained the War Secretary. “Who could have imagined a device capable of creating millions of ciphers?”           “There must be a way to break them.”           “We don’t even know where to begin.”           “What about Townsend? Maybe he knows something?”           “I doubt it.” Cooper asked an assistant to send Commander Townsend into his office.           Townsend barely had time to acknowledge the two men before Baldwin started questioning him. “What do you know about this encryption?”           “Nothing, Sir. I just picked up what I saw on the desk and brought it back with me. For all we know, Hess may still be in possession of parts of it. If you’re asking me to guess what it is, I’d say it’s a plan to invade Switzerland.”           “Of course it is. But that doesn’t tell us enough to head them off. We have nothing but this damn map and a lot of gibberish!”           “What about Tyning, Sir?”           “What about him?”           “The German’s have him and may want to swap him for the documents.”           “Have they made an offer, Commander?”           “No. And I doubt they would make an outright offer. The Reich is more likely to wait for us to make the offer.”           The Prime Minister didn't give up. “If we can crack this code first, I’d be happy to swap the plans for Tyning. “And,” continued the PM, “If we can’t crack it, why not just copy it and continue working on it after we make the exchange.           “Cooper, have we notified Tyning’s family that they may be contacted by the Germans?”           “Not yet, Sir.”           “Then do so.” *           When the Prime Minister left, Duff Cooper locked himself inside his office. He rummaged through his desk drawer for a well-worn black leather book and turned the pages until he found the one labeled, “Victoria.” *** Code Name: Evangeline is available in its entirety on Kindle Don't own a Kindle? Download a free app to read Kindle books on your iPhone and iPod Touch. Or get the free app to read Kindle books on your PC.