Date: Thu, 4 May 2023 14:55:45 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper- Part 143c

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My stomach flipped. "Oh, no one told me... He had found someone else
already... That didn't take long."

Now Davy just looked plain embarrassed. "Sorry, Con, I understood you two
had finished."

I couldn't hold his stare anymore, I looked away. "Yes, yes, we have... I
just, I just wanted to make sure he was okay. It sounds like everything
is... That's good."

I had to take myself away. I smiled and mouthed, "Thank you for telling me
Davy" and went to join the others getting on the bus.

                       **********************

Operation Pied Piper – Part 143c –

Part 143c minor characters making an appearance:

Andrei – Forts and Davy's Russian Chauffeur

Cornelius Lillis – (Lillis) Viscount Winterbourne – 16yrs pupil at
Castle Fraser. Rugby player.

Logan Wilson – (Logan) 14yrs 5'06 Student at Gordonscone Boys school.

Dougal – (Big Dougal) Student at Gordonscone Boys School.

Robin Little – 16yrs boy from the children's home.

Colin Jones – (Little Colin) School boy, 12 yrs. old. Parents were
killed in Blitz.

Colin Campbell – 16 yrs. old. One of Forts and Davy's grooms.

**

Friends I am going to insert a warning here.  There is tragic news in this
chapter of the story, be prepared.

**

Davy takes up the story

I know it is bad of me, but I avoided sitting next to Harding on the bus
back to Pittodrie. He sat alone and stared out of the window, not once
joining in the conversation round him. Forts noticed and raised his
eyebrows, looking concerned. All I could do was mirror the gesture.

Archie told us that Andrei had finished the advanced driving course he had
gone on at Darius' request and had passed with flying colours. Andrei was
going to be heading to the station later to pick up Albert and bring him
back to the house.

Forts thought for a moment and then called out for Darius to join us, which
he did. "Darius, Archie has just told us that Andrei passed that advanced
driving test with flying colours. I was just thinking, what more would he
have to learn to join the security team full time? Is it something you and
the guys could teach him on the job, so to speak?"

Darius looked thoughtful. "Well, there is more to the job than just
driving. But, it would be good to have another member of the team. I could
ask Duke..."

Forts interrupted him. "Don't ask... Tell him."

Darius smiled and nodded. "He could join Davy learning how to shoot with
Duke. Then it is just a few other things we would have to make him aware
of... Do you think he would be interested?"

"We are hoping so." Forts smiled. "He speaks Russian too, so that would be
really helpful, don't you think?"

Darius nodded. "Yes, none of the rest of us do, well, I don't think so
anyway. You will have to get another dragon lapel badge made up, though."

"I have a better idea, you give him yours."

Darius' face dropped, "Mine?"

Forts smiled and clapped Darius on the arm. "I am going to have a different
black and red one made up for the head of my security team. You will be
wearing that as soon as it arrives. That way everyone will know you are in
charge and that you speak with our voice... Well, in most things." Forts
chuckled.

I nodded, "Yes, just no sacking anyone without speaking to us first."

Darius blushed and nodded his head.

*

"Nearly home!" shouted Archie, continuously blasting on the bus's horn. As
we turned onto the Pittodrie Carriage Drive, I peered out the front of the
bus, Forts by my side. Both of us were desperate to see the boys and home
again, so much had happened while we had been away. Ahead of us, through
the trees, we could see the red, blue and yellow of Forts' 'Imperial Grand
Duke Standard' slowly fluttering its way up the flagpole atop the square
tower; someone must have heard Archie's tooting. We pulled onto the
forecourt and Archie stopped the bus near the square tower.

Smiling and waving faces greeted us led by Denis. Next to him was
Alexandra, who was hopping from foot to foot excitedly. Then came little
Colin, he was scanning the bus and waving. I knew who he was looking
for. Next to Colin was Edik with the three boys. Andrew was jumping up and
down excitedly, and even Draco and Arran were tottering about on their
little legs. A few yards behind them were Will and George with Pegasus and
Daphne. Forts grinned at me and pointed, his eyes watering. I took his hand
and squeezed it. "I wonder where Marcus is and Colin Campbell, for that
matter?"

Forts shook his head. "I suppose we are about to find out."

I felt someone close behind us, I glanced round. It was Tobias, he was
waving excitedly at little Colin. He caught my glance and smiled, "Oops
captured. I have missed the little guy."

I nodded, I knew just what he meant. We had been away too long.

A different hand landed on my shoulders. "Who is that older chap with the
horses?" It was Duke, also now standing alongside Forts and me. He was
staring over at Will in his black riding boots, white jodhpurs and tweed
jacket, flat cap in his hand.

I glanced at Forts; he shook his head. "That's Will, our head groom, and
his brother, George... Duke, don't go getting any ideas, Will is Jeremy's
partner!" Forts had stressed the word partner.

Duke smiled and nodded.

Fort stood back and let me off first, then followed me. We tried to be
grown up walking slowly for about three feet before we both broke into a
run, laughing at each other. I noticed Sergey running up behind us. He
stopped at an excited Alexandra and was hugging and kissing her. She looked
as pleased to see him, cooing and kissing him back, the two of them
stroking each other's faces, giggling, reunited lovers. He had something,
he was a good-looking guy, around five foot ten inches, slim build, short
brown hair and a thin pencil moustache on his top lip; very Russian. I
shook my head, God knows where that relationship was going to end. Harding,
slipped quietly past the group and disappeared into the house with his head
down.

Forts gave me a look and shook his head.

"Uncle Forts, Uncle Forts." Yes, it was Andrew.

He suddenly stopped and stared at Forts, his little hand going up to Forts
face.

Forts glanced at me, then smiled back at Andrew. "Oh, of course, you
haven't seen me without my beard. Come here, it's me, silly!"

Andrew broke into a grin. Forts may have looked different, but he
recognised that voice. Forts swept him up into his arms as I picked up
Draco and Edik put Aaran in the crook of my other arm. We both kissed them
all. Our little family was reunited once more.

"Hello Edik."

Edik nodded, "Welcome back."

Forts was grinning, he tweaked Andrew's nose. "And you said my name
right. Well done, you." Andrew nodded proudly, as Forts continued, "Did you
miss me most?" Again, Andrew nodded. Forts chuckled and winked at
me. "Forts held him out, swap?"

"I shook my head no, you can keep him." We all burst out laughing. Which
was interrupted by a loud whinny and the stamp of heavy hooves. Someone
recognised him, beard or no beard.

"Forts sounds like your boyfriend is getting a bit impatient, or maybe he
is just missing your caresses?"

Forts grinned and glanced at me, "Don't say that, Dima. You know how
jealous Davy gets."

I just shook my head, "Dima, Pegasus is welcome to him... And his dinner
service."

Dima chuckled, while Forts pouted and then leant over and kissed my
cheek. "You love me really."

"Just go and see your boyfriend. Here, swap me, Andrew, for Draco."

We swapped, and with Draco in his arms, he crossed to Will and George
waiting with Pegasus and Daphne. More loud whinnying and stamping of feet.

I greeted Denis. As I did, I could hear Forts' voice, "We're coming, we're
coming. We haven't forgotten you."

I glanced over. I am sure that horse bowed its head as Forts and Draco
approached. It appeared to be greeting both. I watched as Forts spoke
briefly to Will and George, then clapped both of the horses on the necks
and did that breathing up their noses, horsey thing, he always did with
them. With a final clap on Pegasus' neck, Forts had a few more words with
Will. Will and George then turned and led the horses away, back towards the
stable. Forts put Draco down and was holding both his hands above his head,
steadying him as the two of them walked back over to us. I could hear
Forts' voice full of praise at how well Draco was doing.

Forts was beaming at me, "Mummy, look how well he is doing."

I just nodded, it was so beautiful to watch. Edik stepped forward and took
over, while Forts straightened himself up and stuck out his hand to
Denis. "Denis."

"Forts."

Forts smiled. "It is good to be back. Sorry about that, Pegasus didn't look
like he was prepared to wait."

They both chuckled and smiled. Forts glanced round, "Where is Marcus?"

"He was waiting until the horses were away. MARCUS!" Denis shouted as he
turned towards the house.

The front door opened and out tumbled two excited balls of fluff and legs,
followed by a harassed-looking Marcus.

"Radost, Nadya!" Forts was on his knees again as the two pups ran towards
him. Both stopped in their tracks and Radost let out a little bark. "Not
you two as well, it's me, you soppy things."

That did it, the pups recognised his voice. They seemed to bounce forward
and leap up at him, licking at his face. Forts grinned round at me, "Nadya
has widdled on me!"

I raised my eyebrows, "Well, don't get too used to it. I am not doing that
every time you come home. Piddling while running in excited little
circles."

Forts belly laughed and took Draco back up into his arms. Tobias had his
arm round little Colin and was about to walk into the house when he
stopped. My eyes followed his, I nudged Forts. Duke was walking quickly
towards the stable block.

Forts' expression changed, he muttered under his breath, "That's not
happening!" He turned to Darius, "Darius call Duke back, and tell him I
would like to speak to him, please."

Darius had seen what Duke was up to as well. He hurried after him.

Forts nodded to me, and we all went into the house. I glanced back to see
Tobias with an excited little Colin and Sergey and Alexandra arm in arm,
giggling at each other.


**

Meanwhile, over at Castle Fraser, Lillis takes up the story

Hey, I didn't normally get any post. It happened so infrequently that I
didn't even bother to check. This morning, I had actually done a double
take seeing something in my pigeonhole. I grabbed at it and had a quick
look at the envelope. I didn't recognise the writing. Who could it be from?
As if to keep me wondering a bit longer the bell sounded, indicating the
restarting of class after the morning break.

I stuffed the envelope into my jacket pocket. Glancing at my reflection in
the display case as I hurried along the corridor, I had to confess, now I
was a prefect, I looked the 'dog's bollocks'. My long kilt and tailored
'Bonnie Prince Charlie' jacket certainly made a statement. I got quite a
kick from the glances of the younger boys, especially the first years. That
made my cock throb.

Now you are probably wondering when did I become a prefect? Well, no one
was more surprised than me when Athol announced it at the morning assembly
a few weeks ago. Archie told me on the quiet that Athol was very pleased
with how I had turned myself around, and especially with the work I had
done helping McPhee.

The bell was just stopping as I got to the classroom; history with Mr
Grand. It should have been with Davy, but he still wasn't back from London
and Mr Grand was covering his classes.

Mr Grand winked as I came in. I took my seat and slipped the letter out of
my pocket and gently opened it. I was just about to read it when Mr Grand
came walking down between the desks. I slipped it under my exercise book. I
still didn't know who it was even from.

"So, the Egyptian Pyramids. I hope you have all done your reading. Mr
Lillis, perhaps you could tell us why the Pyramids were built?"

The lesson droned on. I couldn't contain myself. I waited until Mr Grand
was facing the blackboard and then slipped open the letter. 'Dear Donkey
dick!' I chuckled out loud.

Mr Grand turned to face me, "Is there something funny about the Pyramids
you would like to share with the class, Mr Lillis?"

I blushed, "Err, no Sir. Sorry, sir." Unfortunately, the letter slipped
from my fingers and fluttered to the floor.

Mr Grand began walking towards me. "That has to be the worst attempt at a
paper aeroplane I have ever seen, Lillis." He said sarcastically.

I hurriedly bent down to pick it up. "I wasn't making a plane, sir." I
stammered.

He stopped next to me, towering over my desk and gave me a wink, I think
only I saw. "Hand it over!" He held out his hand.

My heart sank. I sighed and handed it to him. He raised his eyebrows as he
read the first line, then chuckled, trying to keep a straight face.

"Lillis, I will keep hold of this. See me after the class to get it back."

"Yes, Sir."

I remained seated as the other boys left for their next class. Mr Grand was
grinning, he waggled the letter at me. I got up and approached his desk.

He winked at me, "Well, he got the first bit right." He scanned to the
signature at the end and smiled. He handed the letter back to me. "It
hasn't been announced yet, but the return match will be in a couple of
weeks, we are hosting their team here. Remind me to speak to you about
that..."

"Yes, sir! Excellent, sir."

Mr Grand smiled chuckling again. "From reading the final paragraph, It
looks like Mr Logan and, who's that, Big Dougal? Will be looking forward to
it too." He winked at me again, conspiratorially, "This time you had better
introduce me to them both. You wouldn't want to fail history would you." He
chuckled again.

"No sir, yes sir, certainly, sir." I grinned as I felt my cock twitch in
anticipation, that could be a real horny session.

**

Little Colin takes up the story

I was so excited to see Tobias waving at me from the bus. He hurried over
to me and hugged me, kissing my head. I just wrapped my arms round him and
squeezed for all I was worth.

"Hey, I have really missed you." He fussed with my hair some more. I felt
the tears running down my cheeks as I looked up at him. "Hey, come on, I am
back." He squeezed me even tighter. Then he nibbled my ear, "Darius has
given me the morning off. What do you think we should do?" He gave a little
giggle, then whispered in my ear. I nodded.

With his arm on the small of my back, we followed the others back into the
house. We headed upstairs to his room. "Duke won't come in, will he?"

Tobias waggled the door key, "Not if I use this," he turned and locked the
door. Then he picked me up and kissed me. His broad tongue pushing into my
mouth, forcing mine aside as he hugged me. "I have missed you so much." His
hand slipped under my kilt and cupped my bum cheek, he squeezed.

I hugged him back, "I have missed you, too." I was suddenly aware of the
hard bulge fast forming in the front of his trousers. My own cock responded
in a flash and was soon at full mast. I began pulling off my shirt over my
head. Tobias chuckled, "Hey, undo the buttons." As it turned out, he had to
help me as my shirt sleeves turned inside out and I couldn't get my hands
through the buttoned cuffs. He began to tickle my exposed belly, again he
lifted me up and then blew a raspberry on my stomach. He pulled my shirt
free and tossed it on to the nearby chair, then unceremoniously dumped me
on my back on the bed.

"Now, take your kilt off properly." He was smiling, so I knew he wasn't
cross with me. I undid the belt and my kilt fell open. My hard cock
sticking up from my groin like a little lighthouse.

He groaned, "God I have missed you," as he undid his shirt buttons and
pulled it off, discarding it on top of mine.

I lay back watching him as he bent to kick off his shoes and slip off his
socks, then with a wink, he began to unbuckle his trousers, they slipped
down his legs leaving him only in his undershorts. He was so hairy; I loved
it. I glanced down at my own slight hairless body, I didn't even have hair
in my armpits yet or on my nuts, just a few strays above my hard cock.

I licked my lips as he pushed down his undershorts. His hard cut cock
bounced up against his treasure trail, he gave his nut sac a shake and
smiled. "Ready?"

I nodded. He clambered on to the bed, grinning, then crawled panther like
between my legs. I chuckled as he gave my cock and balls a big wet lick,
slowly dragging his tongue up my iron hard four inches. His fingers eased
back my foreskin and his tongue played with my red, throbbing acorn. The
tip of his tongue hungrily pushed in between my cock lips. He glanced up at
me and winked, and then grabbed my ankles. With a quick jerk, he had them
up by my ears. "Fee Fi Fo Fum, I smell the dick of a gorgeous English man."
With that, his face dropped to my bum and his tongue went crazy, licking
and kissing my now totally exposed hole. "And I am going to eat it all
up..." He chuckled, slavering all over my dick and arse. I was shrieking
with laughter, my fingers alternating between trying to push him away and
pull him closer.

He moved slowly up my body, kissing and blowing raspberries on my hairless
flesh. I felt his large wet cockhead drag up my body, smearing a snail's
trail of precum up over my little tight nutsack and up my body. Feeling its
sticky warmth sent tingles all over my body. His tongue paused its assault,
only to lick each of my tiny nipples, teasing them erect and leaving them
glistening in the dim light. Holding his body up, moving on his fists and
knees, he managed to keep most of his weight up and off me. He seemed, no
was, so much bigger than me.

Finally, he was directly above me. He stared loving down into my eyes. "You
are so beautiful." He muttered as he pushed his lips to mine. I opened my
mouth, willingly accepting his probing tongue. The slight bristle on his
top lip caused mine to tingle. "If you move over, I will lie on my back and
you can get astride me."

I nodded and shuffled myself over while he lay down. Quick as a flash, I
had my legs astride him. The feeling of his coarse, hairy body hair came
flooding back to me. It felt so good. I ground my arse against his
throbbing cock. The wet head slid between my pert cheeks, I love the
feeling. My pucker tingled. I wriggled about, concentrating on rubbing the
goo on to my hole.

Tobias grunted, "You know what will happen if you keep doing
that. Remember, I have been away for over a week."

I giggled, "That's what I want."

He smiled, shaking his head, "Not before I do this."

His strong arms lifted me forward. With me sat my legs around his neck, he
stuffed a pillow under his head. I waited impatiently for the warm touch of
his wet mouth. "Hey, tiger, is this precum?"

I glanced down, he was right, perched on my cock lips was a small
beautifully formed sphere of boy precum. His head lifted and his tongue
dragged slowly over my cockhead, the bead of precum vanishing on to his
tongue. "Mmmmm, nectar," he licked his lips, then winked, "Now if you are
producing that, I wonder what else you can now do?" He opened his mouth
wide and swallowed down my throbbingly hard four inches, complete with my
barely hanging balls.

My hips thrust forward, sealing my cock and balls inside his mouth. His
tongue worked hard, tumbling over and over the boy offering in his mouth. I
gripped his hair, unable to speak as waves of pleasure washed over me. I
felt lightheaded, my head was lolling about on my shoulders as the tension
inside my cock grew. His cheeks were puffing in and out as he alternated
the pressure on my now tingling cock. Then one last slow drag of his
tongue, which started under my balls and finished at my cocklips, sent me
over the edge. I thrust my cock deeper into his mouth, groaning. Oh sure, I
had had the tingles before, but this was on a completely different scale, I
was sure my balls were being fired up my cock. I toppled forward, my hips
fucking his mouth with my cock and balls. Then a white light, as stars
flashed in the darkness of my tightly closed eyes.

I was floating, my pulse racing, what the fuck had happened to me? I rolled
on to my side alongside his face. Tobias leapt up, "Colin, are you okay,
are you okay?"

I opened my eyes. I nodded and giggled. Tobias broke into a broad grin,
"You spunked in my mouth, you actually spurted real cum!"

He hugged me and kissed me. I just lay there, panting. Wow, so that is what
all the fuss is about.


**

Davy takes up the story

As soon as we were settled, Forts and I spoke to Denis to find out if he
knew what had happened to make Colin Campbell the temporary head groom
leave. Denis assured us nothing that he was aware of, adding it had left us
with two over worked grooms, though.

I could tell Forts wasn't happy. "It's no good Davy. I have to find out why
he has left. I am going to his home. Do you want to come?"

"Forts, but you asked Darius to get Duke to come and see you."

"He will have to wait. At least he won't be bothering Will."

Forts pressed the call bell. "Ah, Denis, can you ask Will and Darius to
come and see me, please."

Will arrived first. He seemed genuinely mystified why Colin had left. He
said the two of them hadn't even spoken. According to his brother George,
apparently Colin had heard Will was intending to return to work and had
left. The only other thing Will could tell us was that he had since heard
from an old school friend that Colin had joined up and was to become a
groom with the Royal Horse Artillery, but couldn't tell us anymore than
that.

Hearing this made Forts even more determined to speak to Colin and find out
why he had left and if he could talk him into coming back. Forts was
particularly hurt. After all, he had made Colin temporary Head Groom and
also put him in charge of his beloved Pegasus. Now this. It hadn't helped
Chris was away with us in London, Chris being his manager as such.

Denis also told us that Colin had come to ask if Forts was back a couple of
times, but had said no more than that to him.

*

"Darius, come in."

It took a few minutes, but it was finally decided with Darius that it would
be best if Duke drove us, or at least accompanied us, over to Colin's
home. Duke brought the Jeep round to the house. Forts insisted he was going
to drive. It seemed sensible; he knew where we were going after all.

So, with Forts at the wheel, Duke alongside him in the front, I got into
the back and we set off for Chapel of Garioch and the Campbell's home.

I sensed that Duke wanted to speak. He turned to Forts as we drove
along. "Darius said you wanted to speak to me, Forts."

Forts glanced in the side mirror, we made eye contact. I nodded to him.

Forts glanced sideways at Duke. "That's correct." He took a deep
breath. "Now... You may think it is none of my business what you get up to
when you are not on duty, and in a way, it isn't. However, when your
actions start to impact on my other employees..."

"Yes?" Duke didn't wait for Forts to completely finish his sentence, "Go
on. There is obviously something you want to say?"

Forts tried a slightly different tack. He sighed, "Did you get to say
goodbye to Robin Little? Davy said he was obviously quite taken with you."

"The boy from the Home?"

I saw Forts bite his lip in the side mirror. I could see he was getting
irritated by Duke's attitude. "Yes, Robin, the boy from the Home! You
seemed to be getting on very well with him."

Duke looked away, "Not particularly, and no, I didn't see him again."

Forts snapped. "So, you just fucked him and forgot him?"

Now Forts and I always encouraged our staff to speak plainly to us, but
even I balked as Duke replied. "Something like that, yes! But I am not sure
what that has to do with my working for you... Your Imperial Highness."

I closed my eyes, dreading how Forts may react. Forts could explode when he
sensed someone was being obtuse. "You do know he is sixteen now, don't you?
Do you realise what that means?"

Duke seemed to mumble. "I think you are going to tell me."

How Forts kept his cool, I have no idea. "He is going to have to leave the
Boy's Home, next week, they only cater for boys up to sixteen."

"Oh. Another one for the Army then... They are always looking." Duke
replied disinterestedly, still watching the passing countryside.

I saw Fort's neck flush. Then I nearly cheered as he pulled a master
stroke, "No, we hope not... I am glad you won't mind then. We are short of
grooms, I am going to ask Robin if he wants to come up here and become a
groom for Davy and I."

That got Dukes' attention. "Up here?"

Forts nodded, smiling. "Yes, great isn't it?"

Duke didn't reply.

*

"Here we are. Duke, can you remain with the Jeep please. I am hoping this
won't take too long."

Forts stopped the Jeep by the front door of the family's house, which, as
you will remember, also served as the village Police Station. I looked up
at the house. "Forts, all the curtains are drawn. That's odd."

Forts nodded and hopped out of the Jeep. I joined him on the
footpath. There was a sign on the door. 'This Police Station is temporarily
closed. In case of an Emergency please ring, Inverurie 221.'

"The Police Station is closed."

I looked round at the old chap speaking to us from across the road. He
immediately whipped off his flat cap as he recognised Forts.

"Sorry, I didn't realise it was you, Your Highness."

Forts smiled, "That's okay, please... Do you know why it's closed?"

He didn't get a chance to answer as the door opened. Standing before us was
Mr Campbell, Colin's father, his face ashen and white. My stomach flipped
as I saw the black suit, white shirt, and black tie.

Forts was as shocked as me. He glanced disbelievingly at me. Mr Campbell,
Colin's father, stepped forward. "It is good of you to come, Your Imperial
Highness, Your Grace. Please come inside."

Still not sure what had happened, but both now fearing the worst, Forts and
I followed Mr Campbell into the dimly lit house. He led us into the sitting
room. It was so different from the evening we had spent with the family
only a few short months ago. Then it had been full of light and warm
feelings, now it was artificially lit and felt cold. Mrs Campbell stood as
we entered, her face tear streaked. She smoothed her dress, and another
tear rolled down her cheek as she faced us. Mr Campbell crossed to her and
put an arm round her waist. He looked at us both, "Gentlemen, please sit."
His voice broke.

Forts gave me a nudge as we sat. I knew he hadn't the words to ask what had
happened.

I cleared my throat, "Mr and Mrs Campbell. We are really sorry, but we came
to see Colin. It appears we have come at a bad time."

Mrs Campbell sniffed and delicately blew her nose. Mr Campbell exhaled, "Of
course, I heard you had been away, you have obviously only just got
back. Colin..."

Mrs Campbell sobbed. Her husband put his hand on hers.

He straightened to speak to me. "Colin is dead, Your Grace."

"Dead?" I gasped.

Forts shook his head, "He can't be... no..."

Mr Campbell nodded, obviously biting his lip. "He said he had tried to
speak to you about leaving, but you were delayed in London."

Forts couldn't control himself anymore, "Mr Campbell, what on earth
happened? All Davy and I heard was that he had gone and was joining the
Army. I came to talk him out of it."

Mr Campbell glanced at the carpet and took a big breath. "Sadly, you're too
late, Your Highness."

"Mr Campbell, please it's Forts."

He nodded, "We didn't even know our Colin had made enquiries about joining
the Army as a boy soldier."

Mrs Campbell sobbed again.

Forts was staggered, "But why?"

"Colin heard that Will was returning to his post as Head Groom and
that... that someone called Jeremy was going to be staying on at
Pittodrie. He made his mind up to leave then. He tried to speak to you
before you left for London, but was told you were too busy."

Forts' shoulders sank, "NO... Who told him that?"

"I don't know... Anyway, he left for London two days ago..." Mr Campbell
took out his hankie and blew his nose loudly. "From what we have been told,
he arrived safely, but while leaving the station in the blackout he was hit
by a car and killed... He never even got to the recruiting office..." His
voice trailed off as he began to sob. "Our boy is dead..." He couldn't hold
it in anymore and broke down completely, falling to his knees, he let out
an animal like wail. "He's gone... And not even seventeen years old..." His
wife moved closer and comforted him as he sobbed into his hands, "My son,
my son, he's gone."

I looked at Forts. He had tears rolling down his cheeks. I handed him my
hankie. Standing, I cleared my throat, "Shall I make us all a cup of tea?"

Was it those words? I don't know. But the Campbells seemed to pull
themselves together. Mrs Campbell straightened her dress again, "How rude
of me. What must you both think." There was that stiff upper British lip
again. I followed her out into the kitchen, the least I could do was help
her.

*

With the tea made, I carried the tray back through into the sitting
room. Forts was now sitting on the couch with his arm around Mr Campbell's
shoulders.

"Mr Campbell, Chris McPhee, my factor, is still in London, please let me
get him to do all the arrangements for you down there."

Mr Campbell looked into Forts' eyes, barely able to focus. "I want to bring
him home Forts... Not to be left down there... amongst strangers."

Forts nodded. "Chris will sort it all out... Please Mr and Mrs Campbell,
let us sort this out for you... And bring Colin back home."

Mr Campbell nodded, another tear rolled down his cheek. I placed the tray
down on the occasional table and Mrs Campbell poured each of us a cup.

We all sat barely talking, the enormity of what had happened hard to
comprehend. Finally, we left. Forts had given Mr Campbell the direct line
number to Pittodrie and assured them both we would do everything we could
to help.

Even the thick-skinned Duke could sense something was wrong. Silently he
got into the Jeep alongside Forts. We pulled away and headed back to
Pittodrie. Out of sight of the house, Forts stopped the Jeep. He turned
back to me. "Davy, how can this have happened? I am going to find out who
told him I was too busy to see him." He slumped forward onto the steering
wheel.

I leant forward and put my hand on his shoulder. "Forts, this was no one's
fault. It was just a terrible accident brought about because of this bloody
war!"

Forts nodded as more tears rolled down his cheeks. Duke looked back at me.

"Duke, can you drive? Forts get in the back with me."

Duke hopped out of the Jeep and moved round to the driver's
side. "Certainly Davy."

Forts slowly got out, he glanced at Duke, and mumbled, "Thank you." Then
joined me on the rear bench seat. I wrapped my arm round his shoulder and
pulled him closer. "Forts, none of this is your fault... Come on, let's get
home. You need to speak to Chris."


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