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A World War 2 Trilogy

By FRED NATH (Novelist and Neurosurgeon)

Nazi-occupied Aquitaine, 1943:

A beautiful young woman is found murdered in the shadow of the Bergerac Prefecture. Auguste Ran, Assistant Chief of Police, suspects Brunner, a German Security Police Major, of the crime. The more Auguste investigates, the more obsessed he becomes with bringing down the seemingly untouchable Brunner. Auguste begins to realise he has been conveniently ignoring the Nazi atrocities going on around him, and understands too late, the human cost of his own participation in the internment of the local Jewish population.Driven by conscience and struggling with his Catholic religious beliefs, his actions start to put his own family at risk. Harbouring the daughter of his lifelong Jewish partisan friend Pierre, they are forced into a desperate trek towards neighbouring Switzerland, pursued all the way by the German security police.

“Be forewarned you old guys,

Be forewarned you heads of families.

The time when you gave your sons to the country,

As one gives bread to pigeons,

That time won’t come again.

So resign yourselves to it,

It’s over.”

– from ‘Paroles’ by Jacque Prevert

Nazi-occupied Aquitaine, 1943:

François Dufy, alcoholic and alone, is dragged into the war effort when he rescues a young Jewish girl from the Nazi Security Police. She breathes life into his world and gives him a reason to go on.

Dufy begins a path of revenge on the occupying Germans. A sniper in the Great War, he uses his skills to devastating effect, always posing as the town drunk.

Then the British drop supplies and a beautiful SOE agent whom Dufy falls in love with. But as the invaders hunt down the partisans in the deep, crisp woodland, nothing works out as Dufy had hoped.

Farewell Bergerac is an unforgettable wartime tale of fragile love, loss and redemption.

‘Somewhere inside that world of pain, that sea of misery, stirred a thought. It was the smallest of things when it began, you know.’

‘It was?’

‘Yes, but it grew.’ She groped to explain. ‘It grew like a green shoot in the spring sunshine. You understand? It took only a few days for me to comprehend that germination within me. It was rapid, complete you know. It was the beginning of hatred, a hatred so deep and so enormous it now fills my every waking moment. It occupies my life as the Germans occupy our land. My sole reason for living now is to obtain revenge.’