How MI6 Sent a Female Spy into a Cairo Nightclub to Poison a Nazi Fugitive

Cairo, Egypt—February fourteenth, nineteen fifty-three. The band is loud, the room thick with smoke, and the Kit-Kat nightclub is packed with men who don't like to talk about the war. On stage, a French singer named Monique Dubois locks eyes with a retired German guest in the VIP suite. But tonight's champagne isn't a celebration—it's a timer. In her glove seam is a tiny paper packet stamped C-2. In forty-eight hours, one man will be dead, and the woman who poured his drink will already be back in London, smiling for a passport photo. This is Operation Sandglass.