MaquisChapter 13
Early October, the same year After the long conversation with his friend Paul Wilson and erstwhile subordinate Dave “Jacko” Jackson, it had taken Toby Lake a month to get from Poole in Dorset, on the south coast to Dundee on the east coast of Scotland. He had walked most of the way, avoiding Leeds by travelling up the west side of the Pennines, the mountain range that formed a central spine up the northern part of England. He had spent nearly a week in Cumbria, the Lake District, trying to...