The letter arrived sealed in plain wax, delivered by a nervous courier who refused to say who'd sent it. Mercer read it twice at his desk before calling Isla and Tamsin into his office.
"Someone's organizing," he said, sliding the paper across to Isla. "Men loyal to Hale, apparently still active even after his sentencing."
Isla scanned the letter quickly, her expression darkening. "This threatens retaliation against everyone who testified. Renner. Rendal. You."
"It's unsigned," Tamsin pointed out, reading over Isla's shoulder. "Could be an empty threat from someone bitter rather than organized."
"Or it could be real," Mercer said. "Hale built loyalty through years of careful favors and quiet threats. Some of those men likely feel they lost something significant when his influence colla
