No. Not, y'know. Windsor Castle. Just Lord Croft's estate. We considered a subtle approach, sneaking in to confront him, but it was at that point we realized we were actually fifteen minutes past our usual wrapup time. We all looked around at each other. It was me who finally spoke up, looking at Wizard and saying, "Are we certain it must be him?" Wizard rubbed his chin for a moment, clearly aware that we could do a brash, quick full frontal assault with a satisfying end to a monster that had, in real life, never been brought to justice, or that we could take it slow, do more investigation, come up with a plan, confront and interrogate Croft to determine his guilt or innocence, and find a way to turn him in or whatnot. But that would almost certainly necessitate ending it at some point, as we couldn't just keep going forever, no matter how much we wanted to. Some of us had work tomorrow. Well, the DM and I had work tomorrow. And while taking over the game for one session as a lark was fun, he likely had no desire to usurp the DM, or to make a real return to the GM's seat. Finally, he nodded, grinning.
"Then justice it is," I said, smiling. Despite not being able to Smite Evil to save my life, somehow I definitely felt more like a paladin than ever.