The Bachelor Bargain by Maddison Michaels

Author:Maddison Michaels
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Seven

“Did you have any luck following McGinchy?” Sebastian asked Rowan as he entered the manager’s office at Club Tartus on Monday morning. He shrugged off his jacket and threw it onto the settee before settling himself in the chair behind the office desk. It was one of the many work spaces he frequented, and aside from his main office on Baker Street, this one was his most favorite.

He had a lot of good memories about opening this club, and every time he was in the office, it really brought home all he’d achieved and all that he’d made of himself.

But he had other, more pressing, matters to think of at the moment. The Lads of Leybrook Lane being the main one. Particularly if they had anything to do with shooting at Livie in Bethnal Green Cemetery last week.

“Aye. After we released him this morning, he tried to cover his tracks, weaving and ducking down streets and alleys, but I had no trouble staying hidden as I followed him to a warehouse down by the docks.”

Seb expected nothing less. Rowan had grown up in the streets of the Rookeries, too, and even with his gangly six-foot-two frame, no one was better at sneaking around without being discovered than Rowan. The lad was almost like a ghost when he wanted to be. “I knew I could count on you. Is this warehouse their hideout?”

The word on the street was that the gang had gone into hiding when it became common knowledge that Sebastian was seeking retribution against them. But everyone knew you couldn’t stay hidden from the Bastard of Baker Street for long. The Lads were fools to think that a warehouse by the docks would be able to hide them from him.

Rowan nodded. “It appears so. I recognized the snake tattoo on several of the men coming and going from the place. And I’ve heard the leader calls himself Orestes and has a purple snake tattooed on his neck.”

“Orestes?” Seb leaned back in his chair, his mind quickly calculating possibilities. “Interesting. In Greek mythology, Orestes’s main purpose was to avenge the death of his father. In any event, have some of our men watch the place. I want to know who comes and goes, but if anyone catches sight of this Orestes, I want to know immediately.”

“Consider it done.” Rowan bobbed his head and turned on his heel but stopped at the doorway as Lance came barreling into the room.

“Good, you’re both here,” Lance said by way of greeting. “It’ll save me having to tell it twice.”

“Tell what twice?” Seb asked, noting the concern on his friend’s face.

“I’ve confirmed that it is Lady Olivia who is being targeted.” Lance pushed Rowan back into the room and kicked the door shut behind him. “Someone wants to get rid of both her and a maid by the name of Mary and is willing to pay handsomely to have it done and done quickly.”

“But what about Seb?” Rowan asked. “He was targeted as well.

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