![]() ![]() This was his kind of pub-dark, low tables and a parquet floor that must have cost a fortune. It had just started to spit with rain, so he ducked inside. Then he’d gotten lost, taken a wrong turn, and ended up in a little pub tucked away out of sight of the main road. He’d eaten in a vegan café that tempted him in with the most delicious smells. ![]() He’d taken the Northern line to Camden Town on the recommendation of a friend and spent hours wandering around the hundreds of stalls at the market there, buying a new leather jacket and a tartan scarf from a real Scottish person and some chunky silver rings. He’d travelled a lot in his twenty-two years, and yet this little corner of north London seemed to be the spot for him. There were few places in the world where Stan could blend in. ![]() Any person depicted on the cover of this book is a model and is not affiliated with, nor do they endorse, this story. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. copyright law.įirst edition January 2017 (Dreamspinner Press)Ĭover art by Garrett Leigh Characters and events in this book are fictitious. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without permission from the publisher, except as permitted by U.S. ![]()
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