“Blazes!” Stewart exclaimed. “We must have just missed them.”

Corbyn cleaned his finger with a handkerchief. “We need to discover where they moved their operation to.”

“That is assuming they haven’t stopped forging banknotes.”

“In my experience, criminals never stop until they are caught,” Corbyn shared. “Instead, they get cocky and make a mistake.”

“Where do you propose we start looking?”

Corbyn tucked his pistol back into the waistband of his trousers. “I will speak to my informants and see if I can find a lead.”

“I will speak to mine, as well.” Stewart watched him closely, then asked, “Who do you believe is behind this operation?”

“If what Hester said was true, a man named Adam Kerley,” Corbyn said. “But that is impossible.”

“And why is that?”

“Because I watched him die in France nearly three years ago.”

“Perhaps he didn’t die, and he is seeking revenge on you for leaving him behind.”

Corbyn ran a hand through his hair. “Let’s hope not.”

“Why not?”

“If he is alive, then no one is safe.”

Chapter Eleven

“Will there beanything else, milady?”

Jane shook her head as she sat on the settee near the hearth. “No, thank you.”

Her lady’s maid walked over to the dressing table and started organizing it. “I still can’t believe someone attempted to abduct you in Hyde Park,” Susan said, speaking over her shoulder. “It was most fortunate that Lord Evan was there to save you.”

“It was,” she agreed.

“Lord Evan has saved you twice now,” Susan commented.

“That he has.”

A playful smile came to Susan’s lips. “I daresay, he is your knight in shining armor.”

“I wouldn’t go that far, but I am grateful for his assistance.”

“Lord Evan is remarkably handsome.”

“He is.”

Susan looked at her in surprise. “You admit it?”

Jane gave a half-shrug. “Why wouldn’t I?” she asked. “It is evident to anyone who has eyes that Lord Evan is handsome and charming.”

“I never said ‘charming’.”

“Well, he is charming.”

Susan walked over to the settee and sat down next to her. “I must wonder if you hold Lord Evan in high regard.”