Chapter Eleven
Gideon Tutbury 1863
Gideon placed the telegram back onto the silver tray on his desk and sat back in his chair , paused for a moment then flexed his fingers ruefully .
Why would the old man want to see me now , He furrowed his brow . How very strange .
Picking the telegram up he read it again as if looking for clues.
MEET ME AT THE PARIS EXHIBITION LAST SUNDAY AT 5PM IN THE OFFICE OF MONSIEUR HENRY .stop
MEETING SUB ROSA stop
MONSIEUR ROUILLE DE GISORS
Gideon read it and re read it . The only thing he pondered over was the sign off saying Sub Rosa . He knew it was an ancient custom when a meeting was held in private to hang a rose over the door . This was called sub rosa , but why for this meeting.
Shrugging his shoulders Gideon just presumed that Giscard wanted the meeting held in private , so that he could make his peace over past comments and matters . It would be too much to expect to be told anything about his son . He had no problems with the meeting . Handing the telegram to his assistant he said
" Reply please saying I will be there "
Returning to his desk , Gideon reached over and picked up a second telegram . Opening it as he walked over to the window . His mind still on the meeting with Giscard.
EGYPTIAN TARGET DOWN
OUR MAN IN POWER
PUBLIC SUPPORT HIGH stop
Handing the second telegram to his assistant he said
" Reply please saying it is Gods will "
Returning to his chair , his hand moved around the carved serpents heads around the arms . Then he laughed outloud , almost childlike . He flexed his fingers , did this mean closure at last he wondered
ESTÀS LLEGINT
Gideon's Chair
Novel·la històricaAn Explosive Tangle of Love, Power, Betrayal and Destruction Now Available On Amazon Kindle http://www.amazon.com/Gideons-Chair-ebook/dp/B00ENJJ0OG ' May You Be In Heaven A Good Half Hour Before The Devil Knows You're Dead ' Wattpad Reader > ' Do...
