CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Polidori stood in his doorway as Officer Hamilton and Master Aldridge climbed up into a carriage. The first glint of day was emerging into the cloud-shrouded sky. A breeze crept down the street, remnants of night mist eddying in the doorways. Aldridge had a family town residence overlooking Berkeley Square Gardens in Mayfair, but he didn’t know where either Fairbank, the younger or the elder, resided whilst in London. Other than in my basement, Polidori thought. It seemed odd Aldridge did not know Fairbank’s address, given their closeness. He assumed the two of them would have appreciated any opportunity for privacy. Of course, one could expect very little privacy even inside a residence—of that, Polidori was acutely aware. Most likely the families of each lad were unaw
