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Chapter 12

Evelence and Connor both returned from their mission and fled to Homestead to begin their next mission.
"New York." Evelence replied to Achilles as she slipped her fingers through holes of her gloves. She was returning to her assassin's outfit she had longed to wear after the disguise she wore back at Boston. Dresses did not mind her, it felt uncomfortable yes, but it made her feel like a woman. It was a great disguise and she planned to keep it. She hung the long sleeved dress on the right side of the racks in the basement. Connor was standing, pondering at the men on the portraits. He and Evelence would write notes in their language, wondering why the men planned their attacks. Out of the men on the board there was one that didn't seem to make since. Why did Haytham start the Boston Massacre? It did not make sense to the both of them. They had only hoped they would discover the questions they have.

"I trust you performed the task properly?" Achilles limped with his cane as it beat the ground.
"Yes, it went well." Connor replied, continuing to observe the men.

"Yes extremely. My favorite part was when Hickey passed out during the dance." Evelence placed her foot on the boots she intended to wear, lacing them up all the way to her knee caps.

"Dance?" Achilles then looked over to Connor.

"A celebration was held in Green Tavern. I did not know what or who they were celebrating for, nor did I intend to know. Evelence was a distraction to receive any information about where or how they were to be able to get ahold of Washington." Connor paused to catch his breath. "The back entrance of the upper floor was where they were held. How? I found papers lying around across the desk in which they plan and take action. This has confused me so to why they would leave such information lying around. The information was false. It was a decoy." Achilles listened carefully then looking back at Evelence.
"You chose to enjoy the celebration ins-"

"I have already told you Achilles, I know where they are held up." Achilles then looked back at Connor to see him nod.
"There is progress but I believe it is not enough." Connor added to the conversation.

"You must strike where you need it most. What if you pursuit Lee and your father? What then of Paul Revere and the soldiers of lex-"

"Soldiers?" Connor grew furious and stood back, offended. "There were no soldiers in that town only men and women who were forced to defend themselves."

Achilles sighed. "Is this not why you fight? To protect your people?" He stood back to return up the stairs. "You help one, then you help the other." He walked with his cane to reach up the stairs.

Evelence looked back at Connor while he shot back at each other. Evelence eyes darted back to Achilles then back to Connor.
"Why should I give you any credit?" Connor glared at Achilles.
"Because he trained you, and yet you stand here ungrateful for what he was given you." She shot back at Connor even though she was told not to enter in their arguments. Connor and Achilles glanced back at Evelence. "If it weren't for him you wouldn't even be here by now. You wouldn't even be able to stop Johnson from attacking your village. Then again you couldn't save your mother."
Evelence eyes widened realizing those words that slipped out. Connor had told her not to speak of his mother, especially in an argument.

Connor grabbed Evelence's shoulders and slammed her back against the wall, threatening her with harsh words.
"This is why you fail to understand what we have taught you." Evelence winced a bit when her back made contact with the wall. "You never listen and you never take the time to learn from your mistakes. Instead, you choose to ignore them, run away from them." She could sense the anger in him grow stronger.

"By choosing the course of action, you will only fail. The mistakes you've made will only come back to haunt you." Connor brows furrowed and tightened his grip "You have to learn to control your emotions. If you will never learn, how will you succeed? Emotions are what they aim for. It will only distract you from the course you choose to take." Her eyes furrowed as well as he would not let her go.

"It is time you start now." Evelence then jumped out of surprise to kick him in every man's sensitive spot. He hunched over releasing his grip and stood several steps back before settling up to approach his ally. Evelence grabbed ahold of his wrist and managed to flip herself to his shoulders. She managed to bring his arms behind his head while she did so.

"It is not wise to do this. You have to learn to control your emotions. Do not let others anger you so easily. It is what they want you to feel, your weakness. Do not allow such little things anger you." She adjusted herself, sitting on his shoulders while placing one hand on his head, while the other on his chin. "You will only end up in this situation." She tightened her grasp by tightening her thighs together.
He then fell to escape her grasp, but failed to attempt so. Swiftly she spun around from making contact to the floor and switched to his front side, pinning his arms and body down.

"By showing how weak your tactics are proves you let such words effect you. You must be careful." She pulled his hood off and flicked his forehead, showing him pity. Evelence looked up to see Achilles wasn't there. It was wise of him to stay out, for she had to control herself. Then suddenly they both heard talking coming from upstairs. It was Achilles with an unfamiliar voice.
Evelence stood up and offered her hand to help Connor up. Connor grasped her hand as she helped pull him up from the ground. Connor glared at Evelence, giving her a slight nod as a thank you. They both walked up the stairs peering into the dining room to see two men talking to one another with tea in their hands.

"Ah Connor, Evelence, come." Achilles instructed the both of them. They both did while Connor glared at one another.

"Connor, Evelence, this is Benjamin Tal-"

"I suppose he can help direct us to New York, for he knows Hickey? Connor interrupted his introduction.

"Why yes, quite intelligent he is."

"Not intelligent Mr. Benjamin. He was simply just stating the obvious." She replied while gathering her supplies for the trip. Achilles glared at Evelence.

"Alright then, as soon as you are ready, we'll be off." He bowed in a polite manner and returned outside with his horse.
"I hope you remember his name." Achilles sighed heavily.

"Do not worry." Evelence chuckled then glanced at Connor who was still confused by her approach. Either way, they both were ready.

Later that morning they arrived at New York with Benjamin directing them to the correct path.

The two men had been chatting about Hickey while Evelence remained quiet, still listening to their conversation from behind. The one thing Connor and Evelence found it unsettling was the redcoats and their dogs all around. New York is heavily guarded and seemed impossible to murder a person without being caught in the nearest corner. Everywhere they went, the redcoats were always there.

"Well my father was an assassin, very good at it too." Evelence shook her head from her thoughts and focused on the two men.

"Then why not join the Brotherhood?" Connor suggested.

"Well, I hope to have children someday. It would be impossible for me to join the both."

"I understand." Connor nods his head.

"I still contribute as I can, that's why I'm here now."

They both continued to ride in further into New York, their eyes darting everywhere.

"What of Thomas Hickey?" Connor asked once more.

"He's been causing quite a stir around here. You'll be glad to hear the news I have for the both of you. I have located Hickey just south of town from here. "

"We appreciate the information you are giving us." Connor nods his head.

"We knew where he was but-"Evelence was interrupted by the sounds of men fighting in the market they were in.

"You cheated me for the last time!" a man threw what looked like false money back at the man who tried to buy from him. "Guards!"

The man who cheated him looked back and forth before walked away nervously.

"Evelence, you will ease-drop from above on the rooftops. You must be careful not to be seen." Evelence nodded her head to understand Connor's orders and ambled along a dark alley to climb. She quickly sprints up and extended her arm out to balance herself on where she landed. By then she was making her way up, coordinating her feet on the platforms and edges. Connor lured into the shadows, tailing the man to see where they'd end up. They were in the busy streets now. The man was circling his hands nervously, cautiously looking around him. Connor emerged into a small group who was chatting with one another as the man turned around taking cautious to if anyone followed him. Moments later a couple of guards were approaching which caused the man to spin around, going back in the direction in which he came from.

Connor tailed the man further blending in with every crowd he could approach. The man would turn every now and then for a checkpoint, watching and observing if anyone were following him.

They ended up at a backyard of someone's home. The cheater met with another, yet there were guards walking his way. He relied on Evelence to gather and ease-drop on the information. He hid a nearby haystack and waiting until the enemy approached closer to him. Several steps later Connor jumped out and dragged the man in the haystack, placing the blade in his throat. All there could be heard was mumbling and arguing, nothing more than that. Connor only hoped Evelence could retrieve the information better than he did. He heard footsteps approach him, light and gentle footsteps approaching him. At the right moment he sprung out and placed a blade along Evelence's windpipe.

Connor took several steps back and blinked a couple of times before returning to ease drop on them.

Evelence followed Connor and quickly went the opposite direction to ambush him at the right moment.

They both continued to tail the man until they reached at a stopping point. Connor caught his breath and exhaled from the breath he was holding during their entire tailing. He glanced up at Evelence, who was now on the roof. He stood up straight and pointed for the door to aim for anything that comes out.

Evelence nodded and was preparing her pistol. As they both were ready they nodded at one another for the signal. Connor glanced back at the door and took several light steps to press his ear against the door. Whispering and silent arguing could be heard.

Connor took several steps back and adjusted his equipment before making his attempt to break down the stale and distressed looking door. Connor placed a foot back and began to charge at the door. The door broke down into pieces and continued to fall on his hood once he was inside. Hickey, the man, and some others looked up at him in terror. "Hickey," Connor hissed.

"Might be, what's it to ye?" he replied with his strong accent of his. Connor couldn't help put reveal his blades, a sign in which he took.

"Well, I would lov' te' stay and chat, but I best be off." He chuckled nervously and grabbed the money he could get and pushed the men in front of him for them to defend Hickey.

"Get'em!" Hickey shouted. Connor's eyes furrowed and quickly jumped on the table where Hickey placed his money on to place a dagger in both of the men's throat. A blood curdling could be heard.

Evelence gripped her pistol in her hand and began sprinting through building to building. She then stopped and began to search for Connor.

Her eyes finally spot Connor and Hickey running in the streets, a cat chasing the mouse.

Evelence quickly sprint after them, building to building. She eventually caught up with them both and readied her pistol in her hand. By then, Connor had already tackled Hickey and rolled along the streets.

"Finally," Evelence thought. Pitcairn, Johnson, and now Hickey was dead.

Her head sprung up when she heard voices of the redcoats rush over the grab Connor and Hickey.

"We were jus' uh making a friendly chat that's all," Hickey pant nervously.

"Quiet!" Connor shouted and glanced at the men. "What are the charges?"

The redcoats explained which made Connor grow furious.
"I had nothing to do with that! Listen to my words, this man is-"With that, Hickey jabbed Connor in the head which knocked him out.

Evelence widened her eyes and hid behind a bunch of wooden boxes stacked.
"Let's go, the warden would want to hear this." The dragged Connor and Hickey along with them and disappeared into the streets.

"I have to inform Achilles." She knew exactly what was planned.