Businessman Richard Deconnink, on a visit in Paris, was having lunch at his favorite bistro in the Rue de Mazagran on the Right Bank when he noticed something familiar about the man sitting at the next table. From the hors d'oeuvre through cheese and coffee Deconnink ransacked his memory. Suddenly he thought he remembered that in Lille, in 1943, he had seen the same man in a grey-green German uniform. Deconnink went to the nearest policeman, who checked the stranger's identity papers. They showed him to be Frederic Georges Branquez, traveling salesman from Lille. Said Branquez: "Evidently I am the victim...
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