“Wiltshire? I’m not certain of the extent of our remit, but I’m fairly certain Wiltshire falls well inside of it, Charles,” Lady Molly Robertson-Kirk said, setting aside her tea. “What was the town called again?”
Special Branch had responded quickly to St. Cyprian’s call. The Mayfair headquarters of the Order of the Cosmic Ram had been closed by order of His Majesty’s government, and its membership roster was now considered evidence in an ongoing investigation. St. Cyprian could only hope...