“The tower was battered, a relic of a distant past. Yet there was a dignity to it, a grace that belied the pockmarked walls and broken stone. It had endured through the centuries, its lonely vigil immune to the machinations… — Paul Fraser Collard Copy Share Image
“The situation suddenly felt absurd, and he had to control the urge to laugh out loud, the sheer folly of the midnight escapade catching… — Paul Fraser Collard Copy Share Image
“He had to deal where and when he could. If that meant supping with the devil, then all he could do was pass the… — Paul Fraser Collard Copy Share Image
“The tower was battered, a relic of a distant past. Yet there was a dignity to it, a grace that belied the pockmarked walls… — Paul Fraser Collard Copy Share Image
“He had believed the life of an officer was easy, full of undeserved privilege and comfort. He had not seen the responsibility that the… — Paul Fraser Collard Copy Share Image
“The redcoats enjoyed little in the way of comfort, earned a pittance and endured terrible hardships and ferocious discipline. Yet they faced it all… — Paul Fraser Collard Copy Share Image
“He might have had as much right to be there as a maharajah’s bastard had to claim a throne, but he was determined to… — Paul Fraser Collard Copy Share Image
“It was time for the tried and tested method of entry employed by the British redcoats. He lifted his leg, aiming the heel of… — Paul Fraser Collard Copy Share Image
“Serve the Queen or go to bloody Botany Bay. That’s the choice they gave me. So here I am. You’re a charlatan and I’m… — Paul Fraser Collard Copy Share Image
