"You're going to be on this throne for quiet a while, Helga," said SOE agent Belinda Forbes sneeringly and in perfect German. "And thanks for the uniform. It's just what I need to get into your HQ for the info I've come for on your troop positions. Well worth the parachute drop to meet you."
Grimacing from the sour taste of her underwear, Oberleutnant Helga Muller stared in anger and disbelief at the woman who had surprised her at gunpoint in her barrack quarters -- a woman who could have been her twin. Clearly, the Allies had chosen her with great care for this particular mission behind German lines. Then she squirmed in discomfort on realizing that she would be sitting there for many hours before her maid came on duty, helplessly bound and gagged while the spy fooled the Nazi top brass with her impersonation.
