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“My cousin drowned a month after the incident Your brother drowned a athered, both men carried the mark of the Brethren” She had heard talk of Mr Farrow’s mark from those called to the coroner’s jury

“The Brethren? You hts”

“These men are far from honourable” Her witless cousin always kept bad company “You do not seem surprised to learn Mr Farrow bore the mark”

“Nothing Charles Farrow did surprises me” Mr Trent frowned “How did you learn of the name?”

“Sebastian asked his valet to return a book he borrowed froe arrived a week after his death, and he had scribbled notes on what solish One in Latin”

“Am I permitted to knohat he wrote?”

“In large letters at the top of the page were the words Dest us and Beware the Brethren The first letter of the last word carried the symbol of a crown”

Verity’s sto Mr Farrow, suspecting he bore the saone to his hoentleman’s death But London had suddenly seeerous place Then Mr Farroned in the river in Walton-on-Thames, a mere two miles from her home in Shepperton, and Verity knew one could not hide in the shadows forever

Mr Trent dragged his hand down his face and rubbed his jaw “And what of the Latin inscription?”

“Pacta sunt servanda I think that’s how it’s pronounced” Not being proficient in Latin she had sought to translate the ter spoken to Mr Trent, she had a better idea of what it meant “I assume you’re well-versed in Latin, sir”

“Of course”

“So, you knohat it means?”

“I’rave expression “It reements must be kept”

Chapter Three

The need for vengeance burned hot in Lawrence’s veins He sat still in the pew, tried to h inside he wanted to hunt this h his black heart