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the man, for he just would not give up and made a lot of unnecessary work for my brother and the others in the firm.” He shrugged. “Just wondered if he had finally won his court case, or perhaps decided to go around the decisions of the court and take matters into his own hands.” He shrugged again. “I will look into it when I can. May not be my business, but I have a strong distaste for men who try and take an inheritance away from a child and that appears to be what this is about.”
    “I believe I will do the same.” Orion wondered if the theft of his carriage had something to do with Sir Morris and that frightened boy Trenton had seen. He was not sure a custody battle was all that much better to deal with than a lovers’ quarrel, however. Either one could be messy and fraught with the sort of emotional morass he always did his best to avoid.
    “Are you certain you do not need a hand?”
    “With one small redheaded lady?” he drawled, and Trenton laughed briefly before giving Orion a darkly serious look.
    “She should be no problem if she is on her own, but there is always the chance she is not acting alone. You have enemies, sir. It is not beyond possible that this is a trap.”
    The younger man might not be as green as Orion had first thought. “I have considered that, but I have it on rather dependable authority that she does not realize there is a child in the carriage.”
    “Ah, well, good luck then.” His pleasant voice suddenly grew hard and cold. “If by chance you discover otherwise, be assured of my assistance. The people who work for the Crown need to believe their families are safe and protected. If this matter grows more serious, I would ask you to call on your compatriots for help. Good hunting!” He turned his mount and rode back toward the city.
    Definitely not so green after all, Orion thought as he urged his horse forward again. For just a moment he considered bringing the younger man back to ride with him but then dismissed the idea. He wanted to do his best to see this matter settled and put aside without too many people knowing about it. If nothing else, it would not do to have the world know all about Giles yet. Too many knew already. He also did not want his enemies to think that the boy could be easily grabbed and used as a weapon against his father. Orion never wanted to face the choice of his son or his country.
    It might be time to end his service to the Crown, Orion thought. He had a third child now and could not keep three children hidden away forever. Nor was it good to continue to go away on assignment as he had been doing, leaving behind no information on how to reach him or even what name he might be using. His work forced him to keep too many secrets. It was satisfying to work for the Crown, even exciting at times, but it certainly was not convenient nor was it conducive to raising three sons.
    Cursing softly, he turned his thoughts back to hunting down Giles and the little redheaded carriage thief. Now was not the time to make important decisions about his future. He would do that later. The fact that he was puzzling over such matters showed him that it would probably be wise to leave the service or at least curtail his missions. He now had a family to worry about, and to leave them behind, unprotected, could easily prove fatal.
    Several times he paused to speak to people he encountered, but it was not until he stopped to greet a young farmer leading a calf down the road that Orion heard anything more than an acknowledgment of having seen the carriage. He had a very good idea of where the woman was going, but confirmation never hurt. When he asked about his carriage, the farmer eyed him with suspicion and idly scratched at the thin, ragged beard on his sharp chin. That display of mistrust told Orion that he had a chance of getting some useful information.
    “Which carriage are ye asking about, milord?”
    “Sir, not m’lord. Just sir. I ask about the one being driven