CHAPTER 17
I walked down to the promenade through the gardens and onto the beach feeling lightness in my spirit. My talk with David Rheinhard had proved productive in that I was convinced the ‘work colleague’ Tony Farquhar was in touch with in Northumberland was almost certainly Philip Maccleson. Why the relationship should continue all these years and at such a distance I couldn’t fathom but whatever it was it didn’t appear to bother Tony’s current partner.
Liliad would be pleased for it would get us well away to an area where I had no previous connections and hopefully it would see an end to my search one way or the other. The thing now was to get back to the flat and start making plans to leave but first I wanted to pop into the town centre and get something for dinner. I headed off t
