Surviving The Evacuation (Book 7): Home - Plot & Excerpts
Chester murmured. “Now where did I read that?” He couldn’t remember. “Perhaps it was one of old Fogerty’s stories.” Yes, he decided that was it. As far as armour went, his wouldn’t be recognised by any of the castle’s ancient inhabitants. The Kevlar plates had come from an exhibit on the equipment bomb disposal teams had used in Northern Ireland during The Troubles. He assumed it was Kevlar, but it might just be a mock up. It was a risk he’d have to take, and in a way, it didn’t really matter. The bomb disposal suit itself was far too obvious for him to wear, so he’d dismantled the body armour, and stitched the plates into a long overcoat. When he’d paced his small chamber wearing it, he’d found it cumbersome and heavy, but as far as he could tell, it wasn’t obvious. “People see what they want to see,” he said, trying to convince himself that it was true. He hadn’t worn it outside, not yet. He didn’t want Nilda to guess what he intended to do, and so dwell on whether he was alive or dead during her trek to Wales.
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