"There's 'ah man 'ere to see ya 'Istress 'Ope." For Christ's sake! Sometimes it seems as though my men wanted people to think they were moronic louts. At least this one had the sense to look contrite. They knew I wasn't taking any visitors today. I had to finish some final arrangements to make then I had to head back to the Homestead. With luck I could beat Shay back. If not… at least I could tell Achilles and Liam he was alive and we could work from there.
"There's a man here to see you Mistress Hope." It really was an annoying habit. "If he's here on business sent him to Seymour; if it's another suitor send him away." Those were the only types of visitors they could be. 'Legitimate' businessmen who needed my men's services to smugg- sorry 'escort' cargo into the city or another slimy bastard who thinks he can woo me with a few pretty words and take over my businesses. Assassin's simply came up through the tunnels beneath the streets. That irked me almost as much as the suitors. Once Louis-Joseph came up with half his crew because he attacked a schooner that belonged to a Templar and needed a place to hide out. Sometimes I understood why he and Shay never got along.
"Yes'm," The guard gave a quick nod and walked briskly away already yelling to his men. "'Orry Cormac! M'lady says she won't be seein' ya ta'day!"
"Wait what!" Did I hear him right? He came here instead of going straight back to the Homestead? "What was his name?"
"'Ose name?" ...Really…
"The visitor you dolt!"
"Oh! 'Im! Shay Patrick 'Ormac he said.
"Umph." What could he want. If it was about coming back to the Order then he should be talking to Achilles. "Let him in…"