When Harry led Eggsy into Merlin's surveillance room after the challenge with the train, it was to find Roxy already standing there. Merlin was seated on a leather office chair and was looking rather stern. Roxy glanced at him as he entered, her eyes flicking to Harry a second later. She was still in her clothes from the club and was alone. Harry also glanced around the room, a barely there crease forming between his eyebrows. Eggsy felt the adrenaline, which had been fading, spike up slightly again.  Merlin nodded at them as they came to stand in next to her. 

"Eggsy. Glad you could make it. Agent Galahad". Harry nodded in return. 

"Where's agent Tristan?" Eggsy spoke up, glancing around the room again. Since Harry was here, shouldn't Tristan be here to support his candidate? Yet Roxy was alone and visibly confused. 

Merlin took in a breath. "Agent Tristan is indisposed at the moment. I'll answer any more questions about it once the test is over. We still have one more candidate to watch". With that, Merlin spun round to face the desk. 

On screen, Charley's form appeared. He was tied to the train tracks just like Eggsy and Roxy had been. At any other time, Eggsy would have found private amusement in the way Charley immediately gave kingsmen up. He would be smug about passing where Charley had failed. Except he was concerned. Harry was here and he and Tristan were working the same case. So where was he? A glance at Harry's face yielded nothing. The man was unreadable. When the test finished, Merlin spun back to face them. 

"Galahad. Congratulations. You and Tristan's candidates have reached the final stage of the application process", He paused after Galahad's name and nodded at Roxy instead. Tristan's lack of presence obvious in the empt space. He was supposed to be here. He had promised Eggsy that he would watch him get to the finals. Merlin took a breath and continued smoothly. "As tradition allows, you now have twenty four hours to spend with them. Roxy, since Agent Tristan is not here, I will be taking his place and answering any questions you may have. Eggsy, you should know your father reached this point. From now on, there are no safety nets, understood?"

Both candidates glanced at each other and nodded. Eggsy opened his mouth. "Sir, Where is Agent Tristan? What do you mean by indisposed?" 

Merlin pushed his glasses further up his nose and sighed. "You both know that we are researching Lancelot's death and the missing celebrities, and from that we have started investigation into one, Richmond Valentine, correct? Well the night before last, both Harry and Agent Tristan went undercover at Valentine's gala. Harry went under an alias, while Tristan used his real name as it would offer him more leeway". He paused for a second. 

"Harry arrived first only to find that the gala had been cancelled and that Valentine wanted a private dinner instead. He was shown in and all that occurred was small talk and eating. We didn't gain as much as we wanted. Now Agent Tristan arrived precisely half an hour later than Harry, planning to arrive fashionably late to the gala. When he found out there was no gala, he was to leave except he was also invited inside. I monitored him into the house and up the stairs before something cut out my feed. There has been no signals or sightings of him since. I believe, he, like the other celebrities, has been taken by Valentine. For what purpose, I do not know". 

Eggsy blinked in shock. "Why would they take him? He is not a celebrity. I have never seen his face before Kingsmen". 

Roxy coughed lightly and cleared her throat. Her face was pale and her eyes were slightly widened. "He is famous, but only really among select circles. His father tries to keep him as much of a secret as possible but most of the upper class know about it by now". 

"Speaking of his father", Merlin pressed a few keys and on the screen, a well dressed man in a grey suit appeared. He was getting out of a car, partially surrounded by bodyguard. "This is Richard Draven. Head of the Blackbird group. Their company deals with everything from tea, to hotels, to casinos, to clubs. You name it, they probably have a small branch in it. They deal internationally and are one of the fifty oldest families within the uk". 

Now that Eggsy knew it, he could see the resemblance. Richard had steel grey hair that once must have been bright blonde. They had the same nose and blue eyes but Tristan's eyes were softer somehow, more rounded. There was a slight feminine beauty to Tristan that softened his face and enhanced his youth. Richard was sharp cold lines. Merlin clicked a button and the image zoomed in on the man. 

"Yesterday Draven appeared with this new scar". Merlin gestured to the familiar scar behind the man's ear. "So we know that he has met with Valentine. So we can only guess that the reason for Agent Tristan's disappearance is to do with his personal life and not a kingsmen reason". 

"There's also information to consider", Harry spoke up. "The heir to Blackbird group has just died". 

Merlin pressed another key and three more images popped up on the second screen. Eggsy recognised Tristan's face in the corner along with that of a man and a women. The man looked to be in his mid to late thirties, hollow in a way that spoke of drug addiction. He was the same blonde but his eyes were a murky grey rather than the blue. He looked like his father as well, just as sharp and cutting. The woman looked younger, in her early twenties. From the date in the corner, Eggsy could tell that it was an old photo. She had a darker shade of hair, more like corn than the white blonde of the rest of her family. Her eyes were blue and she and Tristan shared the same mouth. Tristan in his photo was staring at the camera with bored arrogance that was miles away from his brother's sneer or his sister's blank sadness. He was staring at the camera as if it was trying to insult him. 

"This man on right is Charles Edgar Draven. He was arrested four years ago during a human trafficking case. One of Tristan's actually. He died just over a week ago from drug overdoes in his cell. The woman is Abigail Louisa Draven. She disappeared eight years ago. It is recorded as a runaway. They are Richard Draven's two legitimate children. His wife died about ten years ago from breast cancer". 

Merlin took a breath before moving on to Tristan. "His youngest, Neil Christopher Draven was born out of an affair between Richard and a hotel maid, a miss Anna Read. After finding out she was pregnant, he employed her in his own manor and when Neil was born, he was raised alongside his half siblings. Unfortunately the birth led to complications and Ms Read has been hospitalised since". 

"Apparently Draven kept his illegitimate son hidden", Roxy spoke suddenly. Eggsy turned to look at her. "It was all a big scandal when it came to light". 

Merlin nodded. "Neil excelled in his schooling and when he turned twenty, he was put forward as a candidate for Kingsman. Since then he has spent the last six years working for us. But now that his brother is dead, his father is most probably trying to regain control of Neil and bring him back into the company. This makes his disappearance suspicious not only for us. We must hope that Valentine does not discover who he is. I have Agent Percival looking into the Blackbird company. Harry, you will continue looking into Valentine. You are dismissed". 

Eggsy stood still for a second while Harry and Roxy shifted around him. His brain was rapidly absorbing all the information it had been given. So Tristan had been telling the truth that day on the balcony. The realisation had quelled any distrust he still had for the other man. "Wait", he paused. "His name is Neil? Out of all the names, I never expected Neil. Though now that I think about it, he does sorta look like a Neil". 

Harry sighed. "Come on Eggsy". 

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