Charging through the night placed them all in peril, but overcoming Cochran’s carriage before he gained the city was paramount. The clouds loosened their hold to reveal a waxing moon. Light sprayed over the road, and Sebastian peered into the distance. The outline of a carriage at the far end of the road materialized, and his pulse leaped with hope. He glanced over his left shoulder to find Catherine riding low over Gypsy’s neck and Helsford, Danforth, and Jack at her back. Jack had caught up with the two agents in the village mere seconds after Helsford’s informant had passed on precious intelligence about Cochran’s intended flight with Sophie. Once again, Helsford’s informant had provided accurate and timely information in support of their cause. One day, Sebastian would meet their mysterious savior and offer him a job. “Carriage up ahead.” He caught Catherine’s gaze. “Remember my instructions.” She nodded, a determined look in her eye.
