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With a nod to Wycliff and Cavanagh, Lawrence turned right at the crossroads and hurried to the burial site known as Green Ground He passed a gravedigger shifting the putrid soil with his spade, h so that the resurrectionists who secretly slipped hiain quick access to the bodies The man eyed Lawrence suspiciously when he scanned the brick wall bordering this cesspit of decay But with disease rife in these parts, his heavy quota meant he’d no time to stand idle

Vaulting over the as easy for a ht and build As soon as he’d lowered hier took command of his mind and body

Layton was a dead man

With niers, he turned the doorknob to find it locked And so all he could do ait for Wycliff to orchestrate a disturbance

Pandemonium struck a few minutes later

The ruction started with loud voices and shouting in the lane, escalated to what he could only presu on doors was his cue to barge his shoulder against this one As soon as the banging started again, he threw his weight into the door

The flimsy lock broke with the first hit

He hid and waited for Layton or Bradley to coate

Neither one did

Lawrence crept into the house, his body sagging with relief when he h the hall and heard Verity speak

“So, it’s to look as though I fought Mr Layton and we both ended up dead” Fear clung to every confident word Most wo for their life “It seems a little improbable”

“As far as the istrate is concerned, Layton has already killed those who know of his predilection for blackmail” The man cursed andbetter to do?”

Bradley!

The bastard’s voice rang with conceit

Lawrence should ju place, draw the pocket pistol and shoot the brute He wanted to pound his fist into the ant face so ht have a gun aimed at Verity’s head, and so he needed to wait for the perfect opportunity to strike