Inspired by an actual letter in the John F. Kennedy Library
written by Jackie and revealing her job offer from the newly formed
CIA
Young Jacqueline Bouvier's first CIA assignment was supposed to
be simple: Meet with a high-ranking Russian while he's in Paris and
help him defect. But when the Comrade ends up dead, and Jackie-in
her black satin peep-toe stiletto heels-barely escapes his killer,
it's time to get some assistance. Enter Jacques Rivage, a French
photographer and freelance CIA agent who seems too brash and
carefree to grapple with spies, though he's all too able to make
Jackie's heart skip a beat.
Together the two infiltrate 1951 high society in the City of
Lights, rubbing shoulders with the likes of the Duchess of Windsor,
Audrey Hepburn, and Evelyn Waugh. Jackie, no longer a pampered
debutante, draws on her quick intelligence, equestrian skills, and
even her Chanel No. 5 atomizer as a weapon to stay alive in the
shadowy world of international intrigue-and to keep her date with a
certain up-and-coming, young Congressman from Massachusetts . .
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