
“Did a Woman Start the Rout of Rommel?”
During the 1942 North African campaign, a British straggler passes as a waiter at the hotel commandeered as Erwin Rommel's headquarters. He has thoughts of assassinating Rommel but his cover may provide an even better use.
A palpable sense of wartime dread permeates this desert outpost. Under the guise of a remote hotel, secrets and assumed identities create a suffocating atmosphere of suspicion and imminent danger. Every shadow feels like a threat.











