<strong> Lady Charlotte having a quiet smoke</strong><br/><br/>Cooper was able to get closer to the small group talking in the shadows he was now sure that the tall male was the dark man from the party, or rather the blood bath but a few months before. The small figures voice he certainly did not know but they seemed to have a local accent. Of course he recognised the voice of Lady Charlotte he was also sure he had head a similar tone at the opium den…<br/><br/>“Look you have to take care…you know what the witch is going to unleash…”<br/><br/>“I know…well not entirely but we need to find out her plans…they are deeper and more insipid?”<br/><br/>“Have you been in touch with London?”<br/><br/>“A little…but I think he has plans for the children…that remain here…” there was a little whispering<br/><br/>Charlotte walked out of the shadows the, and whoever she had been speaking too seemed to disappear. Into the shadows, the last words were something to do with the man in the stables.<br/><br/>The Lady lit up a cigar and smiled, “Well Mister Cooper …taking the air?” The handsome young woman blew a smoke ring, and chuckled “It seems we always meet under such interesting circumstances do we not?”<br/>