This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the final revision.

And so it begins…

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Finally, there’s going to be a funeral

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For Jack, it might also be a time to get some answers if the right people turn up to it.

And it’s in Scotland, so there would be time to get some Scotch Whiskey

It’s cold and snowing, a bleak setting for the last moments of his mentor’s stay above ground.

Very few attend the funeral, but there is one notable attendee, the countess. Jack does not get to see her at the funeral and will have to find where she is staying.

At the inn where he has a room, there’s a motley collection of individuals in the bar. Jack is checking for trouble, but it does not eventuate.

Not that night.

Then when it comes, he barely manages to get away, but that only lasts for a short time. Two assassins, he realizes he is a marked man.

Why?

They crash their car in the icy conditions and neither survives.

Talking to the countess, she gives him nothing to work with, only that she fears for her life and has two permanent bodyguards.