Page 44 of A Dangerous Lord (Regency Spies & Secrets 3)

Harvey shook his head. “No, Boss.”

“Good.” Corbyn opened the door and walked down the dimly lit hallway. Sanders was sitting next to the door to his office, leaning over a table.

“Good morning,” he announced as he stopped outside the door.

Sanders looked up from the papers in front of him. “Good morning, sir.”

“I need to speak to you.” He pulled out a key and unlocked the door. “Privately, if you don’t mind.”

Sanders rose and followed him into his office, closing the door behind him.

Corbyn walked around his desk and sat down. He gestured towards a chair, indicating that Sanders should sit. “How is your arm feeling?”

Sanders flexed the fingers on his right hand. “It is doing much better.”

“That pleases me to hear, because I have an assignment for you.”

“You do?” he asked eagerly.

Corbyn huffed. “There is not much to go on, but I am hoping you might have some success with it.” He reached into a drawer, pulled out a thin file and extended it towards Sanders. “Hannity was working a case that revolved around a radical group, but he determined they were not a threat to the Crown.”

Sanders accepted the file and gave him a baffled look. “When did he determine this?” he asked.

“After Hannity was killed, I searched his room and came across a letter that he had started to write to me, but the rest of the letter was ruined by ink,” he explained. “In that letter, he shared that the group posed no threat.”

“Then what would you have me investigate?”

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the note that was addressed to him from the scene of the crime. He extended it towards Sanders. “This was left at the scene.”

Sanders read the note and his eyes grew wide. “You are being targeted, as well.”

“It would appear that way, but I am unsure who would go to such great lengths to kill Hannity and threaten me.”

Sanders handed the note back and rose. “I will start making some inquiries.”

“There is one more thing.”

Lowering himself onto the chair, Sanders asked, “Which is?”

“One of my informants mentioned that Hannity asked her about forged bills,” he shared.

Sanders gave him a puzzled look. “Was Hannity working on a case about counterfeiters?”

“He was not.”

“Then why the interest?”

Corbyn shrugged. “I’m not sure, but I am hoping you can find out.”

“I won’t let you down,” Sanders said, rising.

“See that you don’t,” Corbyn asserted.

Sanders held the file in front of him. “Thank you for entrusting me with this assignment.”

“You’re welcome,” Corbyn replied, “and I would prefer it if you didn’t tell any of the other agents what you are working on.”

Sanders appeared unfazed by his request. “I understand.”

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