The Coachmen

London's public coach operators—drivers who know every street, every shortcut, every dark corner where a fare might not want to be seen. They breed the heavy horses that pull their carriages, they listen to everything said in their cabs, and they remember all of it. Marcus Webb runs the guild with a jovial handshake and a memory like a ledger—every face, every destination, every conversation half-heard through the partition. The Coachmen don't sell what they know. They trade it. And in a city that runs on secrets, that makes them richer than coin alone.