~~Group A~~

Adam remained unconscious as he was carried through the manor and Isabeau, with her butler's help, tied him on a spare horse.  She didn't look back as she rode away, leading the horse with Adam's unconscious form.  She didn't see the look on her butler's face as he watched her ride away. 

He had been besotted with his Lady for so long; this was the last straw.  He had seen how she looked at Adam, knew what fate awaited the man, but he had once hoped it would be his fate.  That she would consider him worthy.  He knew now it was not to be.  And he knew what sort of trouble his mistress would be in now; he could smell power when he chose.  Isabeau had it.  So did Adam.   He wasn't sure what would happen but he knew it wouldn't be good. 

So he slipped into the servant's quarters, packed a bag, helped himself to a few valuable trinkets he knew the Lady would take a very long time to miss, and left.  

Ren meanwhile was working to control the anger that seethed through him at Lily's words.  He had come to value his relationship, professional and personal, with Adam greatly.  That this bitch of a woman would dare to harm him angered him greatly but he worked hard to remain calm, as Adam would have done. 

“I have less...acceptable...ways of getting information should it come to that” he said as evenly as he could.  “Let us first examine this lab you found.”  He stopped and looked back towards the room where the Lady and Adam had conversed.  

“One moment Ms. Lily” he said and turned and swiftly went back to the room.  He scanned around rapidly looking for anything that might give him a clue as to what had happened to Adam.  His master was canney and clever, and was used to attempts on his life.  He spotted nothing that might be a sign to him, or a warning.  That meant that Adam had been caught unawares.  He cursed, rather fluently, and turned.  His eye caught the shine of metal at the side of a sofa and turned back.  His master's sword and belt lay there, cast aside.  

He grabbed it and looped it over his shoulder before returning to Lily.  

“Adam will be wanting this” he said as he jerked his head slightly towards his shoulder, the weapon clearly seen hanging down his back.  “Lets go get him.”  

It was clear if he had known where the lab was he would have headed there without further hesitation; leaving Lily to stay or follow of her own choice.  As it was he needed her to show him the way so he worked to conceal his impatience.  His determination he didn't bother to hide.  He would find Adam.  There was no shaking his faith in this.  

~~Group C~~

Filip raced into the tunnels, the darkness closing over him.  Like most of the folk in his particular economic class he knew his way around the tunnels in the near dark that enveloped them.  Only an occasional grating opened to the surface to let the faint light of the night down into these passages.  

His steps splashed in the muck below and it squelched at his shoes but he ran on.  He could hear footsteps behind him, and worse they were gaining on him.  As the darkness closed he veered off with the tunnel as it split.  He desperately hoped he could loose his pursuers; and he had an idea.  Ahead there was a cave in, the old masonry had crumbled leaving just a spits worth of a hole to crawl through.  In the dark.  And the muck.  He knew his way around there; he doubted the person chasing him would.  

He turned to dart into the caved in passage, unaware that in the shadows ahead of him another had sped to catch him.  The lad was trapped between the swiftly closing Aleksandra and the danger of Lucie, a danger he didn't see lurking in the shadows ahead of him.  The obvious threat hides the insidious one.   

NOTES FOR REFERENCE:
Group A—Adam, Lily
Group B--Rabid Bear in the Woods. Johanna, Wes
Group C--Missing Men. Aleksandra, Lucie