Coke glanced at the rest of the words. He did not need to read them; he had seen many of their like before – in tracts and pamphlets proclaiming the approaching apocalypse, the death of King Charles, the return of King Jesus. He paused only at the numbers at the bottom of the paper. ‘Do you know what these are?’
‘They are also from Daniel – verses.’ Isaac cleared his throat, spoke softly. ‘“The Saints of the most high shall take the kingdom forever, even for ever and ever.”’
Coke went cold. ‘The Saints?’
‘It is why I brought this to you. None of my tribe would be, er, capable. For you know them, do you not?’
Know them, he thought. Aye, as well as one can know men who have tried so hard to kill me. Not only last year, with the monster that was Lord Garnthorpe. Just two weeks ago, with t
