Rowing ashore as quickly and as quietly as they could, the Assassin Mentor and pirate left the boat on the beach with the oars inside and hurriedly dashed through the non-plantation area of the island. Edward and Ah Tabai hid in the undergrowth so they weren't spotted by the guards marching about the perimeter of the plantation. "She's being held in that house?" Edward asked quietly, pointing to the manor far in front of them.

Ah Tabai nodded, "Yes, she will most likely be underground."

"And we'd best hurry. There," the pirate gestured to the various officers moving swiftly and with haste about the land. "I think they're making ready to move her soon." The Mentor agreed with a nod of his head.

"There is Cruz," Ah Tabai whispered. It seems he was on the island after all. Edward looked at the Templar exiting the manor, he wiped his hidden blade, what's he doing wearing... oh, that's not his. That's Adelaida's. He wiped the blade clean with a cloth before sheathing it. Not a doubt on his mind that blood was rubbing off was hers. Edward felt anger rise in him for the first time since he discovered Adelaida was missing. They weren't exactly friends and nor were they enemies but he very much enjoyed the chaos they created and the knowledge some asshole was going to ruin it really wasn't sitting well with him.

"Let's end this," he said.

They vaulted over the stone wall, when the officers had their backs to them, and hid among the sugar cane growing on its plot. The workers continued their work and ignored the two strangers hiding near them. As a group of guards marched far too close for comfort, they had no choice but to lure them with a whistle and kill them. With them dead, the pair darted to the next field of cane and dashed across to the path to another when a second patrol walked past them. Holding their breaths as they neared the plantation manor, their plan was to approach from the side, away from the explosive powder kegs, then climb the wall in front of them before running for the house. Edward and Ah Tabai climbed up the wall once it was clear and slid down into the bushes at the base.

Watching the movement of the officers carefully, they would have to time it perfectly to rush for the manor.

"It has been a long time, Ah Tabai," said a man's chilling voice Edward failed to recognise, but the Mentor tensed beside him. He quickly realised it was Cruz. "I am aware you are fond of the foliage but please come out."

The Assassin and pirate looked at each other before Ah Tabai nodded and they stood. Guards ran to their sides and firmly grabbed their arms, holding them rigidly in place.

"When was the last time I saw you?" He asked the Assassin. "I'm not quite sure, but I do recall when I last saw you wife; no, it wasn't the, I'm ashamed to say, attempted hanging but moments ago when I cut her like a piece of meat." He was trying to get under Ah Tabai's skin but it wasn't going to work. Cruz turned his attention to Edward. "Now, I don't know- oh... I do know you. Edward Kenway. You gave us the location of Tulum and I thank you for that." He looked at Ah Tabai. "It's hard to believe you're working with him after everything."

Ah Tabai responded with silence. Edward on the other hand, wanted answers. "Why take Adelaida and not Ah Tabai when you had the chance?"

"That would be telling." Edward rolled his eyes. "So I shall only tell you this," Cruz pointed to Ah Tabai as his answer.

The Mentor's eyes glanced to the hidden blades on his wrists. "She is my wife. She is aware of more secrets than most," he said. "You underestimate her, she does not come quietly."

"I know! That bitch hasn't told us anything we want to know! Once she's in Florida, that will change. She didn't even believe me when I told her you were dead, but it's slowly sinking in."

"What was Baudin's roll in all this?" Ah Tabai asked.

"Intelligence. He infiltrated and gathered information about you and your inner workings. And didn't we get a lot of it." A smirk played on Cruz's face. There it was again, that huge secret. "And I should tell you, Ah Tabai, that you weren't the intended target. She was. I didn't even know you were there until you emerged from the cabin." At that, he laughed wholeheartedly.

"Did you know that Walpole was a traitor too?"

"I did, yes. Only the Assassins weren't aware." He laughed like the betrayal of obvious, then stopped and wore a serious expression, "But that was before Kenway killed him and he had to go it alone."

Edward wriggled against the officers but they held him tighter. "How long have you been planning this? You clearly didn't put this together over night."

"Ever since we discovered the location of the Assassin's base."

"You won't be turning to Tulum anytime soon."

Cruz looked at Edward, "I won't?"

"You won't," he simply said. Cruz gave him a furrowed brow and narrowed eyes. Lurching forward and knocking the officers off balance, Edward stabbed them with his hidden blades and brandished his sword and pistol, aiming it at Cruz's head. Ah Tabai gracefully did the same, killing the men holding him and took up a fighting stance.

The Templar looked left and right, grabbed the nearest plantation worker and held her tightly in his grasp pitting his pistol to her temple. "Come any closer and I will kill her!"

"She is innocent. Let her go," Ah Tabai demanded, ready for a fight.

Edward stole a glance to Ah Tabai; he wasn't easier to read but he knew he wasn't going to let Cruz get away with anything else, not even killing this woman. His hands were steady, ready to kill. Cruz was going to regret this. Edward then looked at the Templar; he was steadfast but it hands were shaking.

Cruz's gaze shifted to the two men in front of him. In one swift move, he shoved the plantation worker towards the pirate and the Assassin, and took off towards the manor. Ah Tabai pulled the worker to her feet and ushered her away from the fight. Edward shot at Cruz, the bullet hitting a tree behind him as he raced for the door to the manor.