“We know him, don’t we?” she asked.
But from where?
They kept listening.
‘The family, their only remaining heir, will be notified, and the title of Duke will be transferred to him when he arrives in the country.’
“Okay, that said it all. We need to figure out who the remaining heir is,” she stated.
“Run the family, Merry,” Maura stated.
As she was doing that, Zayn had turned on his phone to search something online.
That’s when he saw a message waiting for him in his texts.
So he opened it.
“Uh-oh.”
The second he said that, everyone looked over.
“I got a text hours ago, guys, from Gamble. My phone has been off since we were heading into the swamp. I didn’t turn it on until now.”
They were confused.
“What did he say?”
He showed them.
“Oh, shit,” Maura said, as Elizabeth had MATE put it up on the screen.
Gamble didn’t have a phone, and it wasn’t his number. His phone was with his things in his room until his treatment was over on Monday.
The second Elizabeth read it, she had that feeling.
“Merry…”
She gasped.
“Uh, the Duke and Dutchess had two children. Hemmingway Seville, and Poe Seville.”
Well, fuckity.
Now, Elizabeth, Jagger, and Maura knew where they’d seen the Duke before.
In.
His.
Son.
“Poe Seville is related to Hemmingway Seville?” she asked. “Shouldn’t we have made that connection a little earlier?”
It was a legit question.
Merry was honest.
“I was told to focus on the living soldiers on the list. I didn’t focus on the others. We knew Hemmingway was the deceased pilot. I never searched him.”
