As they neared the Mercat Cross, Jamie saw the red-coated soldiers, the horse-drawn cart with two prisoners, and townspeople gathering, their breath smoking in the frigid air. Filled with dread of what was about to happen, Jamie dismounted near the c...
Jamie could not sleep, knowing that not only was this night his last in Newgate, but also the last for his friend John Boswell before he met his fate on Tyburn Hill. A full moon rose in the night sky, flooding the pavements with a lambent glow and ca...
In the light of a swinging lantern, Jamie saw a seaman turn the glass. Moments later, he was blinded as his vision flared white and then winked out to total blackness. Thunder rolled, impossibly loud, over the raving wind. The foremast and rigging to...