Chapter Thirty-Four
Danjou was confused.
The men he’d believed to be traitors had just saved his life, yet now here they were holding guns on some of their fellow soldiers, threatening to turn them into museum exhibits … whatever that meant.
Standing behind the Canadian machine-gun squad that he had run past what felt like only minutes ago, he decided to contemplate the information he had before making a decision on what to do next. Looking at the men before him, he realised that what he thought he knew was pretty much useless now. Maybe a better approach was to consider what he didn’t know. He didn’t know why the MPs had saved him, nor why they were now threatening to kill the Canadians, nor why they had been carrying a dead body.
And now the dead body had proven to be not so dead. Da
