The answers to these questions – if I was going to be able to find them – would not be in Scotland. I needed to return to London. I got up and slid down the hill to the car, and drove to Randy’s house. He was sitting by the fire in the great hall, reading a well-worn book with a red leather cover. I glanced at the title as he put it down: The Lifeline by someone with the faintly ridiculous name of Phyllis Bottome.
YES! YES! Brilliant! A mention of the book that gave birth to the original Bond - Mark Chalmers. How did I miss this on my last read?!?!?
And let me not speculate about the identity of the guy who is reading this book here.