It was Cole, using the call the Guild members had perfected for their nocturnal meetings. Orlando found Cole and Hughe at the edge of the woods. Or rather, they found him. Dressed in black, they were almost impossible to differentiate from the trees. "Finally!" Hughe stepped away from the trunk of a massive oak to reveal himself, while Cole did the same on the other side. "You took your time." "I was busy," Orlando said. "Sure you were." Hughe's voice held a smirk in it. "You're always busy," Cole, the third member of their band, said. He gripped Orlando's arm in greeting. "Nice to see you enjoying your work." He wasn't fat like Susanna described him, just broad across the shoulders. He must have removed the padding strapped to his stomach for his disguise to make the journey to Stoneleigh's wood. Orlando couldn't see or hear horses, so they must have walked. "Come to check up on me?" Orlando asked, flipping the hood off his head. He'd worn it to hide his blond hair as he crossed the open grounds of Stoneleigh.
