Coincidentally, the last Templar on Vladimir's list that was residing in Switzerland was also listed on the leather-bound book Darko had retrieved from Zermatt. Sakon Takamatsu was a Japanese Templar and wealthy businessman who had settled down in Zurich less than a decade ago.
In the middle of the night, Darko and Paul, whom he had sent a message to travel to Zurich, invaded Sakon's house, a large bungalow on the outskirts of the city.
Knocking the guard tending the gate unconscious, the two Assassins hid the body in a small cluster of bushes before climbing over the wall. Silently yet swiftly they made their way through the courtyard and into the house through an open window on the first floor.
Inside the house there were considerably less guards, probably due to Sakon wanting privacy. After taking out all the guards in the house, Darko and Paul entered Sakon's bedroom, where he was sleeping soundly.
"Wake up, Mister Takamatsu," Darko said softly into his ear.
"Huh? Who's that?" Sakon's eyes widened upon seeing a hooded face directly in front of him. Before he could say a word, Paul cupped a hand over his mouth.
"Do anything foolish and we'll kill you, Sakon," Paul warned. "Where is your bank book?"
Sakon sneered. "So you Assassins have finally caught up. What makes you think I'll allow you to have access to Templar funds? My guards will hurry here when they hear just one shout, and they will stop you before you kill me."
"If only all of them weren't knocked out cold," Darko said. "Why don't you play by our rules, Sakon?"
"The key to the drawer there is under the bed," Sakon, pointing at a nearby drawer. "Inside the drawer is the bank book. Once you're done hurry up and kill me, you bastards."
While Paul restrained him, Darko went to unlock the drawer and retrieve the bank book. Flipping through the bank book, Darko could not help but whistle.
"Ten thousand francs! This'll serve the Assassins well," Darko said.
Once all the money had been withdrawn from Sakon's bank accounts, the two Assassins killed him and returned to Bern ten thousand francs richer.
The act certainly left a dent in the Templars financially. Ten thousand francs was a lot of money back then, enough to buy a small house and a car. Darko and Paul put the funds to good use, buying out several properties across the country under fake identities, for use by Assassins all over the world.
Weeks after, Darko received bad news. An Assassin novice who had been sent to scout a Templar target had been arrested by the police. He was currently being detained, and Darko was unsure how long the novice could hold out before he let out their secrets.
Making his way to the police station near midnight, Darko climbed in through a locked window on the second floor, which he had to pick-lock open. The police station was largely empty except for a skeleton crew.
However, the number of policemen in the cell block was unusually high, which led Darko to believe that Templars had infiltrated the Swiss police, or at least the one in Bern.
Days ago, Darko had been given a set of brass knuckles as a token of appreciation by an acquaintance, Carlo Gambino. The last time he had met Carlo was during World War I, but they had kept contact through telegrams and letters.
From a hitman for the Honoured Society in Sicily, Carlo had immigrated to the United States, where he was an up-and-coming mobster, having even become a made man for the American Mafia. Carlo was also one of the most senior Assassins in the United States despite his young age of twenty-three.
Itching to try out the brass knuckles, Darko tested it out on an unlucky policeman who was at the cell block. In just one quick punch Darko had knocked the policeman unconscious.
"Would've made for a wonderful Christmas present, Carlo," Darko muttered to no one, before continuing to find the captured Assassin novice.
After taking out two more policemen, Darko finally found the Assassin, who was sleeping soundly in the cell. Knocking on the metal bars of the cell several times, the Assassin finally woke up.
"Mas…master!" the Assassin was surprised.
Darko put a finger to his lip as he took a key from his pocket, which he had found on one of the officers. Unlocking the cell, Darko gestured for the Assassin to come out.
Just then, they heard shouting coming from nearby. They must've discovered one of the bodies, Darko thought.
"Make your way to any of the Assassin bases in the city. Ensure that you are not followed. Go!" Darko hissed. "I'll make sure there's no one left to tail us."
Once the novice had taken off, Darko faced off against the two policemen who were running down the corridor. "Stop right there!" one of them shouted.
Surging forward, Darko rammed into the first policeman, sending him flying to the floor. Snatching the policeman's truncheon in mid-air, Darko hurled it at the second officer.
Incapacitating several more policemen, Darko finally left the police station and returned to his house.