Baldwin leaned back in his seat. “Regardless, Kerley believes that Jane is important to you, so we will need to keep her safe at all costs.”
“I agree,” Corbyn said, “but there is more.”
“How can there be more?”
Corbyn took a sip of his drink, then revealed, “Kerley is also forging banknotes.”
“For what purpose?”
“I know not, but I intend to find out.”
“How?”
“I intend to speak to my informants to discover if anyone has heard about forged notes being circulated amongst the shop keepers.”
Baldwin reached for his drink and tossed it back. “If Kerley is truly behind this, where has he been for the past three years?”
“I don’t know. But Kerley was known as the Ghost for a reason,” Corbyn reminded him.
“What other agents are assigned to this case?”
“I have Sanders looking into it, and I am working with a Bow Street Runner.”
Baldwin stared at him in amazement. “You are working with a Bow Street Runner on this case?”
“I am.”
“Willingly?”
Corbyn rose. “I am,” he replied. “The Bank of England hired the Bow Street Runners to look into the forged banknotes, but they have yet to turn up anything. So, they turned to Lord Daniel for help.”
“Then why not just ditch the Bow Street Runner?”
“I believe he could prove useful.”
Baldwin chuckled. “You hate Bow Street Runners.”
“I generally do,” he replied.
“What changed?”
Corbyn walked over to the drink cart and placed his glass down. “Stewart isn’t as incompetent as I once thought.”
“Stewart?” Baldwin repeated in disbelief. “Isn’t that the one who laid a trap for Oliver and his friends and turned them in for the blood money?”
“The very same.”
“I hope you know what you are doing.”
“As do I.”
“Would you like me to work this case with you?” Baldwin asked, rising.
“Your job is to keep your sister safe,” Corbyn said, “and yourself.”
“Why do you say that?”
“We don’t know if Kerley intends to kill you, as well.”