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Chapter Twenty-Nine
Kenneth had been whisked away by the constables who had come to his house to question him. According to them, it was for his protection.
He wouldn’t have been there, though, if he didn’t agree to come along with them. Left to the Duke, he would still be at home and there was nothing they would have been able to do about it.
Even though he had been shocked by their request that he follow them to their office, quick thinking on his part had him retracting his reluctance to follow them.
The Duke didn’t deserve to be dragged into this mess after maintaining a stellar and powerful reputation all these years.
He also didn’t want to put anyone dear to him in the line of fire. He was probably safer there than he was at home as no one in their right minds would mount an assault on this location.
Following them was also going to give him a fresh insight into the whole situation, and probably the identity of who was responsible for this mess. After all, fighting an unknown enemy was a lot harder than fighting one who was already known. He’d eventually decided to follow them.
Another round of questioning had begun at the Bow Street Runners’ yard. He was being more careful this time, seeing as he didn’t know what their true intentions were, so they’d found it extremely difficult to get anything tangible out of him.
One thing he would credit them with was that they had been careful with him since his arrival, almost as if they were being forced to pursue this case against their will.
He could understand their reservations because not only was he the Marquess of Walsrock and a brilliant lawyer, he was also the son of a very powerful Duke. They had to be careful with how they carried on, as a misstep could spell the end of their careers.
What he hadn’t been able to figure out was why they had come for him and why they had continued to ask specific questions, as if trying to get a confession or admittance from him.
They’d been very particular about his whereabouts on days when he’d been busy with commoners, either in gathering research for his bill or trying to shelve the coming uprising.
Has someone been following me around? And if yes, why?
They’d continued the back and forth for a bit before someone else stepped in. From the way the constables addressed him, coupled with the air of authority around him, Kenneth could tell that this was a superior constable.
“Lord Walsrock. I am Detective Cooper. I will be taking over from here on out,” the Detective said simply, as he dismissed the constables
“Well, I will say it’s a pleasure to meet you but as you can see, these circumstances aren’t anywhere near pleasurable,” Kenneth remarked.
There was a slight chuckle from the Detective.
“Sharp wits, I see. I hope they will be enough to answer correctly, all the questions I ask.”
“I have nothing to hide, so go ahead if you must,” Kenneth responded.
The Detective brought out a tiny little notebook and began to flip through it.
“Lord Walsrock, I would like to go straight to the point. Did you incite the masses to protests?”
“I did not,” he answered simply.
“So what were you doing at the dingy warehouse down on Elton Street about two weeks ago?”
So someone had been watching me after all.
“I was there to meet with some people I was trying to persuade into changing their minds and abandoning a set course of action,” he responded carefully.
“And what set course of action was this?” Detective Cooper asked.
“Some matters that required urgent attention, but cannot be stated at this time.”
Detective Cooper smiled and shook his head.
“So if you cannot state what the matter was, is it safe then to assume that said matter wasn’t one that existed within the boundaries of legality? I mean, considering the entities and unsavory characters you had chosen to have a meeting with. I do not see anyone discussing the Lord’s work with Burly Joe, Iron Fist Henry, and Knuckle Buster Mike, just to name a few.” Detective Cooper chided.
“Careful now, Detective. You are in danger of sounding like one who has abandoned the science of empirical findings based on facts, for the art of assumptions and hearsay,” Kenneth teased dryly.
