Yes I know this first chapter is a bit short and to be honest the longest chapter will be the last chapter but I hope it´s readable :)

Chapter one

It was an unusual warm and sunny day for being London, and the streets were packed with people, everything from old ladies to high strung nobles sitting in carriages were out enjoying the sun.
Sharpe made his way to the gates of the horseguards´, straitening his green uniform, while gripping the hilt of his sword. Nothing good would come out of this, it was just a gut feeling he had, and yet had his gut not failed him. The only good thing was that Harper would come with him, whatever it now was, that he was suppose to do.

Walking down the long corridor, ignoring the other men in the building Richard stopped outside of the room of Lord Wellington, knocking once. The door opened and Sharpe stepped into the room.
"Sir."
"Do you know anything about the annual inspecting rounds that are made twice a year to every training facility we have for soldiers?" Lord Arthur Wellington looked up from his papers to inspect his colonel. Whatever people said about Richard Sharpe, he could not care less. He had been the one to make Sharpe an officer and he was damn well going too keep him as one. Sharpe was maybe not a gentleman, but he was a good officer who did not get his men killed, and they respected him. To put it shortly, Sharpe was a man who you wanted beside you or backing you up, but god help those who got in his way in a fight.
"They are inspected so that there always will be a clear number on how many men we have in the army and to see how good they are, sir."
"Yes exactly not that, that is the only thing." He could see that Sharpe wanted to know why he asked such a weird question. Longer did he not get, before another knock in the door was heard, and in stepped Patrick Harper.
"Sorry that I´m late sir but the guard did not want to let me in, sir."
"Does not matter, well continuing I do not have all day on me. There is one of these camps that we think is not being completely honest in their reports and we suspect that some of the officers there brakes some of the more important rules, there is even a suspicion of someone steeling money." Neither moved a muscle, both waiting for him to tell them what they were supposed to do. "I want you Sharpe to go there get in get as much evidence as possible, come back here and report to me. Because if there is going on illegal things I will have to know what and who is in charge of them. You will take Sergeant Harper with you."
"Yes sir. But how are we going to get in there without getting caught especially if we are supposed to sneak around?"
"Don´t worry, you won´t play a deserter this time." Giving them a small smile, both men grew a bit worried as they saw the smile on the Lord´s face. Nothing good could come out of this, the only good thing was that it would not be something directly life treating but Richard could not help to feel a bit down that it was not something were he would get to kill a few frogs or something in that way.

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"Why do I have to do this?" Richard lay on a bed in a tavern by the name of the grey hound, where he and Harper were staying until they would leave in a day or two.
"Don´t ask me how their brains work at that place, and either way it´s not too bad we won´t even be there for too long." Richard gave his Irish friend a skeptical look, but did not argue against it.
"You´re right, then again do you really think something may be going on at that place, Lord Wellington seemed so sure of it." Harper shrugged, it was hard to know for certain.
"Don´t know before I´ve taken a look but you know how some of them can be…" He did not need to finish the sentence, because he knew that Sharpe had immediately thought back on that snake Obediah Hakeswill a man who had claimed that he could not be killed. Sharpe had even told him after the mans death that he had tried more than once to kill the man but Hakeswill had survived which was a rarity when it came to the fact that Richard had been the one trying to kill the man.
"Yes, you´re probably right." Nothing more was said after that. They had their orders and a plan made half by Lord Wellington and the rest was up to them how to use it.

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