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Chapter 8

She startled herself with the dream she had about Charles Lee. The words he had spoken of, those hatred words of his. "Bring him to Winehouse, claiming you forgot a piece of paper that was from Pitcairn." He had told her. His words rang in her ears, terrifying her it began to make shake in fear. Her hands cupped her ears to prevent from those words from echoing in her head. "We will set your mother free, and you will have your peace. You have my word." He grinned, that wicked smile of his that will always remain in her memory. She pushed herself out of the covers, curling herself into a ball hoping the fear and words echoing in her head would soon disappear.

The sun was rising and the darkness disappeared just as she had hoped. It made her sigh in relief to know the light was coming in from the window she left open. Still, there was a pit in her stomach that wouldn't leave her alone. There was a knock at the door all of a sudden.

"Is it alright to come in?" It was Achilles. She checked to make she was wearing the proper clothing for him to see. A white blouse shirt and tights was ok for him to see, it didn't bother her much.

"Yes it's alright." She assured him.

The door opened.

"Is everything alright? You haven't come down in a while." He sat down in bed while she stood up and leaned her back against the wooden wall.

"Yes, I'm alright." She lied and rubbed her forehead from the stress she had. "I apologize about yesterday. It was wrong for me to disobey you, especially when you proved me wrong." Her head was down, ashamed of what she did. The pit was still there, the promise she had made to ambush Connor was still there. It made her stomach twist when he was around her, it was very hard to control her breath takes.

"It's alright, we have to make mistakes once in a while." He gave her a warm smile, forgiving her.

Her eyes looked up to his. A piece of her worries had been gone, but there was still the matter of Connor.

Part of her wanted to tell Achilles what Lee had planned, and part of her wanted to keep it a secret.

"It's probably best to keep it to myself." She thought.

There was another knock at the door, it was Connor.

"There has not been news of Pitcairn, Johnson, or Lee." Connor let a sigh escape from his lips and move closer to Achilles and Evelence.

He was wrong. They were still waiting for him to be at the Winehouse in Boston.

"We could go hunt or help people around Homestead." He seemed to care less of either option.

Evelence nodded, looking up at him. He smirked and helped her up from the bed she was sitting in.

"Be careful out there, and try not to get yourselves hurt." Achilles struggled to get up, but helped himself up with his crane. "You must eat first, you need all the nutrients before we start to head out." He directed her down the stairs where everyone was helping themselves with food and drinks.

Eggs were being cooked while bacon was being made as well. The scent entered their noses as they entered the dining room and into the kitchen. "Here you go darling," Prudence grabbed Evelence a plate and poured juicy bacon, scrambled eggs, with a side of sausage. "There is orange juice on the table, try not to spill it. Yesterday I tried to remove the stain but it wouldn't come off." She warned.

Evelence chuckled and sat in her seat. She helped herself with the food on the table and started shoving the orange juice down her throat. It trickled down her throat while the flavor entered her taste buds. Connor joined her and the rest of the table to eat.

Once they were done they stacked all the plates into two piles and exit out the front door to begin their day.
"Let's see if we can go to the Frontier to see if anyone needs our help, I've heard people might need help there." She lied, hoping to get into Boston. Connor turned around and shook his head. "We should probably stick around Homestead. There are more redcoats in the Frontier now than before. I don't want to risk being caught."

Evelence made the pouting face she always does when she wants something badly. Connor just rolled his eyes. "If we get done with hunting and helping people around Homestead, we could maybe slip by." He didn't promise her, but he promised he would at least try. Evelence smiled and nodded, she was determined to see her mother again. It had been so long since she left her. Yes, she was furious when she left her a year after her father died, but it was her mother. Evelence loved her dearly.

"Should we hunt or help first?" Evelence asked.

"Let's hunt and see if people need help on the way." He nodded and took out his combat knife.

Evelence did the same with her and followed his footsteps into the woods where the wolves would lay.

They heard owls hooting and wolves howling, yet they didn't bother to attack them both. Instead the wolves watched them from a distance. There was something wrong with this picture. Wolves would attack their prey anytime, but the grey wolves didn't even flinch.

"Evelence." She was startled and followed up with Connor, careful not to attract the wolves.

They found a tree that had been cut down or weathered down to climb up and free run through the woods. They circled around observing their prey moving and eating. Connor looked up right as she did and knew what she had to do. She carefully and quietly removed two throwing knives and aimed for the fox and the raccoon. The knives moved swiftly and ended up in the hearts of the two animals. Connor smirked and climbed down to reach the two animals she had killed. They dangled as she watched Connor placed them in a hunting bag he'd carry with him whenever they were on missions.

He removed the hood and let the sun hit his face as he returned Evelence the knives she threw from above.

Evelence saw a shadow that had been following them for a while now while they continued to hunt. The outline of the shadow had formal clothing and a holster on the shadow's leg.

She squint her eyes to see the shadow closer, but was interrupted by Conner. She looked back to see the shadow disappear. Evelence was surprised he didn't notice the shadow that had been following them or maybe he did and he wasn't saying anything about it. Still, they continued to hunt no matter if the shadow had been following them or not.

After the hunt they searched the entire Homestead area to see if there was anyone they could help out with. They seemed to be doing just fine with their supplies and the work they did around the mansion. They'd nod politely and went to a nearby lake to count the animals they have caught so far.

"We have thirty." He counted all of the animals. Thirty wasn't bad, it had been better than ten from the last time Evelence has hunted. She chuckled and turned around to see the shadow drawing closer to them along with another shadow. Her stomach twists again, feeling the guilt coming back to her as if Lee were repeating the words at the Winehouse.

"We will be waiting." It echoed in her head again.

"Well, we could try the Frontier." He sighed, not interested in going. "We just have to be more careful of what we do there. Redcoats are everywhere now which means we have to move quickly."

Evelence nodded and understood every single word he mentioned as he spoke. They walked a bit ways from Homestead and reached further into the Frontier. The shadow was drawing closer and closer, she turned to Connor who put his hood up. Evelence widened her eyes and quickly did the same response before anyone can see their true faces, except the shadow had seen them both before they even entered the Frontier. Evelence walked closer to Connor fearing of the shadow that had been following them for the entire morning.

"Connor," she whispered softly.

He nodded. He knew they shadow had been following them. Together they both walked slowly hearing the leaves being crunched behind them. Then they stopped when they heard a click from the shadow.

Connor quickly turned around and shot at the shadow. It moved to the side swiftly escaping the bullet.

Connor and Evelence followed the shadow while it ran through the trees further down the trail and into the woods once again. Connor seemed to run faster than her, speeding up to the shadow. It wasn't a shadow anymore, it was a man wearing a Boston uniform, the same one she saw in the Winehouse
It was Hickey!

"Connor! Don't!" she didn't want him to fall in the hands of Charles Lee. This was the trap he was heading for. "Stop! It's a trap!" she shouted and eventually caught up to speed with him, she pushed aside the thorny branches that were in the way. "Connor listen to me!" she grabbed him by the shoulder and tackled him down. She pinned him down with her knees, catching her breath.

"What are you-?"

"I was the one ordered the trap." she began to feel the tears swell up in her eyes.

He shook his head confused.

"Hickey was running because he wanted you to fall into the trap they prepared for you." She let the droplets fall. "Before you came to the Winehouse they told me they had my mother…" she begun.

"They told me if I were to ambush you, they could release my mother and keep the village safe." She turned away, ashamed of the two mistakes she made. "I'm sorry!"

He pushed her aside, "Why would you do that?" he stood up growling at her.

"No bu-"

"You think I would do that to you? If my mother was alive?" he threatened, bringing up his mother.

"I would have planned to save my mother and the village anyways!" he threw the sack of animals down the cliff, fuming with anger.
"Connor, I didn't want to…" she wiped the tears that kept pouring. "They forced me!" she shouted.

"No one can force you to do anything! You control your own actions not them!" he shouted back. Instead of arguing he picked up his stuff and headed back without her. "You can forget about me being your alley." He waved her off. A crack of thunder echoed the area and caused the rain to pour down hard.

Connor wasn't in sight. She was in the middle of the woods sobbing her childhood friend had left her because of her betrayal.

"Did someone leave you?" she heard the voice that made her tremble. Charles Lee.

"He betrayed you, you didn't." He mentioned. "After all, he was the one left you." He placed a hand on her shoulder. Her hand touched his as she twisted it, but was stopped by the pistol pointing her head.

"We can settle this with peace." He said then clicked the weapon. "Or we can end this violently." He smirked. Even in the pouring rain, his smirk was fearful.

Evelence left go of his wrist and fell to the ground, giving up. Charles Lee crouched to the ground and lift her chin. No one grabbed her from behind and no one threatened her.

"We can help you." He placed a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him with her saddening eyes. "We too have been betrayed before, so harshly like your friend, Connor." He told his story, "We have all been through that rough spot and learned to move on."

"So harshly," Hickey added.

"After all, you tried to stop him but he betrayed you instead."

"We've ben' there don' that," Charles then removed the hood from her face.
"He left such a beautiful flower to go to waste." He helped her up, wiping the tears away while pushing her hair behind her ear in the rain.

"What about my mother? Was that all a lie?" she growled.
"Your mother escaped and ran away from us, but not to worry!" he waved her to go forward to their camp. "We are tracking her down as we speak." He smiled and gently pinched her right cheek.

"Let us chat more at the camp."

"And outta' this' rain." Hickey added.
"Might catch a cold." he chuckled and pat her back, entering the camp.