They were soon in the carriage and on their way to the church.
“We owe your Miss Carlow an apology,” Gabe said, taking Valentine’s book out of his pocket and flicking through the pages.
“Speak for yourself,” Michael said. “I was nice to her.”
“We were all wrong,” Nathan said.
“There is rage in your eyes, brother. Can I suggest you harness that for the greater good and not retribution?” Gabe said.
“I can do both.”
His brothers sent each other silent looks, which Nathan knew meant he would be watched. It mattered not to him; he’d find a way to get to Logan and make him pay.
“I have found where the king will be today.” Gabe put the book back in his pocket. “It seems Valentine was very excited about arriving on the royal boat to Vauxhall.”
Their boots rang out on the stones as they trod the path to the front door of the church. Gabe knocked on the wood four times. The Deville brothers pulled their hoods forward.
“It’s not like they’d know if I knocked,” Zach muttered.
“And yet Gabe does it,” Michael said.
They entered, then Gabe stopped. The brothers moved to his side to see why.
Six men were in the room besides Geraint. All wore cloaks, hoods raised to hide their faces. Three were seated at the table, hands crossed, rings showing.
“I serve bene tibi erit,” Geraint said.
“I serve bene tibi erit,” Nathan and his brothers replied.
Gabe took his seat, Nathan at his back, Zach his left, Michael right.
“I have called you all here because this situation is grave,” Geraint said. “Lord Raine has alerted me that there is to be an attempted assassination of our king.”
Nathan knew the Duke of Stratton was one of these men, as were the Duke of Rossetter and his brother Lord Ryder; of the rest, he was unsure.
“Tell us everything you have learned,” Geraint said.
“Nathan knows the whole of it; he will speak on our behalf,” Gabe said.
“Today a man called Justin Logan will attempt to assassinate our king.” He went on to outline all he knew. “There will also be a riot on the Westminster Bridge, which we think will simply be a decoy for the greater event. The assassination of King George.”
“Where is the king going today?” someone asked.
“Vauxhall,” Geraint said.
“So, they would block the entry into where he will be? He must not go.”
“I have drawn this to his attention, and he assures me that there are many who have wished him dead and failed. This is no different.” The only sign of Geraint’s displeasure was the tightening of his mouth.
“Then it is our job to stop this Logan,” Zach said.
“Do we have a description of this Logan?”
“My informant has furnished me with one. His most distinguishing characteristic is a scar near his mouth,” Nathan said not wanting to involve the Carlow family.
Gabe produced Valentine’s book and handed it to Geraint.
“May I suggest you tell Mr. Valentine to have more care with this in the future.”
