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“Somehow, when you say justice, I doubt you mean justice,” Ford said.
Hades gave a careless shrug. “Vengeance then.”
“Good. Then we understand each other?” Ford said, and Blake frowned at him. Was that it?
“Indeed,” Hades answered and snapped his fingers. One of his men immediately opened the door and looked at Blake inquiringly.
Blake reached inside his pocket and took out his sketches. “These are the rough sketches of the people I remember.”
Hades took the paper and stared at the unfinished drawings. “They are missing some integral body parts. Like eyes and noses.”
“Perhaps you would recognize the silhouette or…”
Hades handed the sketches back. “I hope to never see you here again, Payne.”
Blake looked at Ford, who gestured for him to step outside. Blake fought to conceal his irritation and left the room.
“Well, that was an incredible waste of time,” Blake said with a sigh as they exited the hell.
“Not necessarily,” Ford said and hurried behind the building. He let out three short whistles, and three men appeared before him.
“Jamison,” he addressed one of his men. “How about you get yourself a drink and a whore and get as close to Hades’ private chambers as you can. Pay close attention to what is going on inside. The rest of you watch the building closely. If you see any suspicious activity, send one of the boys with a missive.”
With nods, the three men scattered in different directions.
Ford turned back to Blake. “We’ve made certain Hades knows that we shan’t stop until we find the culprits. He knows that if his men turn out to be the ones responsible, he and his business would suffer greatly; therefore, he’ll do anything in his power to find them himself and punish them. Besides, I did not like how he looked at your sketches; I think he recognized the men despite his flippancy. If I am right and he starts looking for these men today, they might want to flee. If he does it silently, he will execute them before we have a chance to find out who is behind your disappearance. So my men will hold the watch, and you can sleep soundly for now.”
Blake raised his brow, and Ford gave him a wink. “It’s not my first day on the job, Blake. And as much as I hate sharing bread with Hades, he comes in handy in situations like this.”
Blake thought a while about his words. “You’d rather he was the one who hung from the rope, wouldn’t you?”
“Cutting off the snake’s head seems to be the best approach, yes. He holds too much power in London. I know, just like everybody else, that he has some dark dungeons of his own. But he is too well connected and protected by both criminals and lords alike. It’s not as easy as catching him in a crime and hanging him. He’d be too difficult to prosecute. Until that day comes…” Ford shrugged.
“Bake bread and make merry,” Blake finished for his friend.
“Exactly.” Ford nodded and gestured for him to proceed toward the carriage.
