Diana smiled, and I could see that she had already won over our butler. I couldn’t say that I blamed him.
When the staff dispersed, Tomlinson pulled me aside. “My lord, you have guests waiting in the drawing room. I was about to send Smithers up to inform you.”
“Who is it?” My nerves were on edge, and for a moment, I expected him to say it was Tuttleford.
“Two of your friends, my lord. Lord Rexford and Lord Greyson.”
“Thank you,” I said before turning to Diana. They wouldn’t be here if they didn’t have news.
We hurried to the drawing room. Rexford and Greyson stood when we entered and offered their congratulations.
Diana dipped into a curtsy. “Thank you, my lords. Clifton has told me everything that you are doing for me, and I must tell you that I am forever in your debt.”
Greyson shook his head. “Nonsense. We are all family now.”
“Indeed,” Rexford said. “When someone crosses a Legend, or one of our loved ones, then there is no question about whether or not we will come together to make sure they regret that decision.”
Diana looked down, her cheeks turning pink. But I didn’t know why she was so embarrassed.
“At any rate,” Greyson said, “Fairfax is having a meeting right now with a certain carriage driver.”
“You found him,” Diana said.
Rexford nodded. “Yes, one of Fairfax’s contacts was able to track him down. The man is now working for a family just outside of London. It appears that while Tuttleford paid him to disappear, it wasn’t all that much.”
“No,” Greyson said. “The man had to seek out a new job within a year. But the search was complicated by the fact that the driver had altered his name.”
Hope was shining in Diana’s eyes. “So we have evidence now? Tuttleford will be brought to justice?”
“Yes,” Rexford said.
I frowned, unable to hold back a sense of disappointment.
Diana placed a hand on my arm. “What is the matter?”
“I want him to suffer.”
Greyson’s brows drew together. “He will be arrested for murder. All of his assets will be seized, and he’ll be hanged. Lady Tuttleford will be ruined.”
Diana was deep in thought. “I believe that my uncle…” She shook her head. “I mean Tuttleford. I believe that he might visit White’s every day. Wouldn’t it be glorious if he could be arrested there?”
I stared at her in amazement then looked at Greyson and Rexford.
Greyson was grinning. “It sounds like a fine idea.”
Rexford’s eyes were narrowed on Diana, assessing her worth. Then he looked at me, one brow raised. “Indeed. My congratulations, Clifton, on securing yourself a brilliant strategist for a wife.”
Diana smiled, but there was a hint of sadness to it. “I wish I could be there.”
Rexford shrugged. “Why not?”
“They wouldn’t let me in. Not to White’s.”
I was smiling now. “They can try to stop us, but they won’t be successful.”
“Indeed,” Rexford said. “They won’t deny us. Especially not when we arrive with the most feared lord in all of England.”
CHAPTER 30
