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"A beautiful and elegant account of an ordinary man's unexpected and reluctant descent into heroism during the second world war." —Malcolm Gladwell
A thrilling debut novel of World War II Paris, from an author who's been called "an up and coming Ken Follett." (Booklist)
In 1942 Paris, gifted architect Lucien Bernard accepts a commission that will bring him a great deal of money – and maybe get him killed. But if he's clever enough, he'll avoid any trouble. All he has to do is design a secret hiding place for a wealthy Jewish man, a space so invisible that even the most determined German officer won't find it. He sorely needs the money, and outwitting the Nazis who have occupied his beloved city is a challenge he can't resist.
But when one of his hiding spaces fails horribly, and the problem of where to hide a Jew becomes terribly personal, Lucien can no longer ignore what's at stake. The Paris Architect asks us to...
400 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 1, 2013
"Like most Frenchmen, he hadn't given a damn about what was happening to the Jews; all that mattered was saving his own skin. But he realized that the sheer hatred and brutality heaped upon the Jews was something he now couldn't ignore. The punishment for being a Jew in the Reich crossed the line into barbarism. They were being hunted down like wild animals."
"He loved seeing his buildings get built. That was the most wonderful thing about being an architect--to see your drawings become real, three-dimensional objects that you could walk around and touch."
"All architects were impatient to see their buildings completed."
"Adele, my love, I'm going to be doing a new factory for Auguste Manet, the big industrialist," announced Lucien.
"Why, how wonderful, my dear Lucien. That's thrilling news," said Adele. "I just love it when you get a new job -- you remind me of a five-year-old on Christmas morning. I'm so happy for you. Remember, you must show me the preliminary designs before you present them to Manet."
"You know I will, my sweet. You're my coarchitect, we work together on everything," Lucien said.
"This filthy Jew has an estimated fortune of over one hundred million francs and possesses one of the greatest art collections in the entire world, one that Reich Marshal Hermann Goring admires very much and wishes to take off Monsieur Janusky's hands. Because once we find Monsieur Janusky, he won't be having much time for art appreciation. We don't consider this man just another rich, thieving Jew, but an enemy of the Reich. He's used his millions to help hundreds and hundreds of Jews throughout Europe to escape. Janusky found refuge for a bunch of Hungarian Jews in India of all places. It's amazing what your client has accomplished. I'm really looking forward to meeting him. So please tell me where I can find him."Holy Bond villain speech, Batman. I felt I was being tortured by that speech alone. I'm sure that it was for the reader's benefit... but it's entirely unnecessary and pointless to spell it out like this, since we ALREADY KNEW THAT'S WHAT THEY WANT HIM FOR. Since he informed us himself like... chapter two. (Also, it's previously stated, in the paragraph immediately preceding this one, that the man being tortured is an executive at the company that Janusky owned, so not sure how Janusky became his client at the end there.)
"Fuckin' Jew bastard!" screamed the officer writhing in pain on the floor. "Did you see what he did to me? Did you kill the sonuvabitch?"Fucking HONESTLY. It's ridiculous.
"When Lucien hear the word 'detail,' he knew the man wasn't a layman but one of the architectural fraternity."Because everyone knows that ONLY architects use that word and it's never used by anyone else. It's such a specific architectural industry term and all.