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“Just have a little faith,” he said, smiling from ear to ear, trying to convey the look that he had an ace up his sleeve.
Well, what he had couldn’t necessarily be termed an ace. He had simply decided to review the bill, make a few changes, and then take it right back to the floor of the House.
He was more determined and dogged this time about getting his bill passed into law, knowing what was at stake.
* * *
A figure in a coat and bowler hat stood watching to door of the warehouse.
He’d heard whispers of an uprising as well and had been carrying out his own investigations.
When his trusted informant had tipped him that the leaders of the uprising movement were going to be meeting today, he hadn’t known what to expect. A few burly and unruly figures here and there, but most certainly not a member of Britain’s high society.
Now he had seen the Marquess of Walsrock walk into an abandoned warehouse were several unsavory characters had been waiting. The tip he’d received had definitely come good.
His mind was in turmoil at the implications, though.
Is the Marquess of Walsrock involved in all the whispers of uprising I’ve heard thus far? What in God’s name could his motive be?
He kept on watching the door and soon enough, the Marquess of Walsrock emerged after what he could only conclude was a successful meeting.
After the Marquess left, the rest of the men in the warehouse began pouring out, one after the other.
There were faces that certainly meant trouble in the mix, but even they couldn’t get his mind off of the exact reason for Lord Walsrock’s presence.
After the warehouse had emptied out, he simply stood straight from the wall he was leaning on, adjusted his hat, and began walking away.
I need to get to the bottom of whatever is going on and fast.
