Legacy of a Spy (26 page)

Ilse stopped laughing and looked at Slater carefully. Her cheeks were tear-stained, but she was suddenly very serious.

“No, Liebchen,” she said finally. “You are no fool. That’s what was troubling me—you, your infallibility. You had forgotten to be human. You were so afraid to be wrong.” Ilse took his face between her hands. “Of course, I will help you. I love you, Bill Slater.”

The two agents kissed and confessed their love in the only suitable place that agents for different nations could—in a land that no one claimed, a land between two borders.