“You’re really worried about him, aren’t you?” Ramsey looked at each of them. They all nodded.
“Very well. I will return soon.” He disappeared back into the house, leaving the door open, which told them they could enter.
It was nice, not subdued like Gray’s place. This had more color.
“This is my cousin’s.” Ramsey returned with a top hat. “He left it here once, and I liked it, so I kept it. He never remembers where he leaves things.”
Alex immediately took it and put it on.
“My cousin and I have large heads,” Ramsey added as it lowered past Alex’s ears.
Ellen and Leo touched the brim.
“It’s best not to ask,” Uncle Bram said. “I assure you they are quite harmless, Ramsey.”
“Ellen,” Leo said. “I just had an image of your diamond pin Teddy gave you for your last birthday. Have you lost it?”
“I was wearing it the day we… the day we went to purchase apricotines.”
“So, it could be lost?” Leo persisted, and she nodded.
“Are you like Aunt Tilda?” Ramsey asked.
Alex nodded, and the hat tilted forward over his eyes.
“Aunt Tilda is still flashing orange at me, but the name Mary... No wait, St. Mary’s.”
“Whitechapel,” Leo said. “Your pin is there, I’m sure of it.”
“The Baddon Boys have their headquarters there. They have a large brick warehouse.”
“How do you know that’s where they’re located?” Leo asked.
“Because when I found out it was the Baddon Boys who may have hurt you, I wanted the location where to find them.” Uncle Bram’s words were cold as ice.
“I forget sometimes what a mean bastard you can be,” Leo said. “But you will not be taking them on alone, Uncle.”
She felt the vision slide into her head. Ellen reached out to brace herself on Alex’s shoulder, and then she saw him. Gray was bound, hand and foot. Blood ran from his nose.
“No!”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-SIX
“Easy, Ellen. What did you see, sweetheart?” Uncle Bram’s arms came around her.
“It’s Gray. Someone has hurt him. He’s in a small room, locked in there,” she added, remembering the key she saw.
“Not for long, he’s not,” Ramsey said in a tone that rivaled her uncle. “Lead the way, Nightingales. I have only recently reconnected with my cousin, and I want to keep him around. Besides, I’m sure there is a wedding in my future.”
Her wedding to Gray. Ellen knew he was talking about that, but she couldn’t let herself think that far ahead. She had to focus on getting him back first.
They got back into the carriage. Uncle Bram climbed up beside Mungo onto the driver’s seat, and the carriage was moving.
“Is he all right up there?” Ramsey said, pointing to where their uncle sat.
“They are friends and have spent years traveling the world in far worse circumstances than he currently is in,” Alex said.
“Ellen, look at me,” Leo said to her.
