John knew this was all a lie as he knew the uncle had no shop and the black stud had told everything. John was both pissed and turned on as hell. A sh...rt while later there was a knock on the door and it was the black stud. He told John and Nina that the whole incident had been staged and that Nina had been videoed with all those black men in the bar. He showed John, a frail build man, the address book he had thought that he had lost and that if they did not obey him everyone in the book would. I don't like the governor's appointment of me either. However, I will do what I can to make sure this agency functions as best it can before I leave. Good bye. You are relieved as of now. Give Matt any items or information that the agency should retain. We will pay you through your notice."He was a little startled but left. Matt went with him. I had time for two sips of coffee before a very attractive woman in her mid twenties came stalking into the office. She was followed almost immediately. "Molly was left on the steps of a foundling home. Surely an aristocratic family, proud of their blood line, would find some goodwife to take her in?" Yes, but that would depend on the identity of the child's father. He could have been an anathema to the family: a radical, a revolutionary, or even worse a Catholic. The child would then been taken as far from the birthplace as possible, and left anonymously at some foundling home. The poor mother would have been told the baby died. She probably. ” He saw the look of exasperation on my face. “Forgive me, Sir Elijah. I sometimes go off on a tangent. The village where the maize was seen growing is probably Sreekrishnapuram. It is the only settlement in the area with the right soil for the cultivation of the cereal, and also situated well above the flood plain of the River Kunthipuzha.”“How far from Palakkad is Shreeramparnam ... err ... Seekrishapoonam – the village?” I asked him.“About three days march to the North West. We could hire.