Objects of Virtue

Chapter 07

"So, what do we do mate? Do we go in now or would you rather wait?" Niall asked

"I rather go down there now, to be honest. I know it's not the best time. But I rather do it sooner rather than later, you know what I mean?" Harry replied as he fiddled with the pencil that lay on his desk.

"Righto! I'll drive? You look like you could use a nap Haz," said Niall as he rose from his seat and grabbed Harry's key.

Harry nodded back silently. It was true, he could use a nap but he doubted if that was even a possibility as he shrugged on his cream colored sports coat and headed for the door right behind Niall. It was a cool night, early morning really, and Harry settled himself down in the passenger seat of his car. It wasn't long before he was lulled to sleep, his head resting on the side of the glass, his curls falling against his closed eyes. Niall smiled as he watched his best mate lost in slumbers as he drove in the direction of Hertfordshire.

30TH May, 2021 – Hertfordshire, England

What was that incessant tapping Louis was hearing? At this god awful hour? It was almost 3 a.m. for fuckssake who could possibly want to talk to him now? Louis rolled out of his bed, annoyed and ready to tell some one off. Shrugging on an old Rolling Stones t-shirt that lay discarded on a chair, Louis walked over to open his room door.

"It's 3.a.m for Christssake, there better be a fire or something or else I'm going back to bed," growled Louis as he opened his door.

"Sorry to disturb you Sir, put the police are at the door and they are insisting that they speak to you," Ralph, his father's butler answered completely oblivious to Louis harsh statement.

"Police? What for?"

"They wouldn't say Sir."

"Alright, but I swear to God, this better be good." Louis replied under his breath as he left the warmth and comfort of his room and made his way down to the front door.

Louis was surprised to see Harry standing outside, still in the clothes that he had been wearing last afternoon, his eyes heavy with sleep and his cheeks pale and tired. He still looked lovely though, Louis noted as he walked over to them two men that stood outside.

"Harry? Niall? Is everything alright?" Louis asked as he ushered them inside and into the living room.

'Sorry to barge in like this, but there's something that we need to discuss with you urgently," Niall replied as he sat down in an armchair. Harry remained silent and smiled politely at Louis. It was all beginning to look a little bit suspicious.

"Yea, sure. Please, what can I do to help?" Louis replied

"Remember how we discussed Zayn's case today afternoon Louis," Harry asked, his green eyes, dulled with tiredness and screaming the very apparent lack of sleep.

"Yes. Yes, I do."

"Well, the results came back from the lab after analyzing the bullets. We were able to figure out what kind of firearm was used to shoot at Zayn."

"Alright, and how does this involve me, I fail to see the connection Harry."

"It was a GSG 1911, Louis."

Well shit. The pieces of the puzzle fell into place instantly. Louis could barely believe what he was hearing. Louis had a GSG 1911, in fact it was a gift from his father. He had only ever used it a couple of times before and he never had seen the necessity to carry any form of weapons on him, they had people hired after all to look after them, why should he need such nasty things around him? So, it was almost always resigned to the vault in his room that housed a few other items of weaponry that Louis owned, like the Samurai sword he had picked up at an auction a few years ago.