The next day, David set off to Vlissingen. By the time he reached the village of Newtown, it was already sunset. David decided to rest at an inn in the village for the night before continuing the next day. In the morning, David rented a horse from a small business in the village and rode for half an hour before reaching Flushing. David tied the horse at the town center before going to look for Carl. It did not take long to find him as he was sort of a local celebrity.
David went to Carl's house and knocked on the door. A butler answered the door. "I am looking for Mister Carl? I wish to do some business with him."
The butler said, "A few moments please." He closed the door and went to look for Carl. One minute later, the butler opened the door again and allowed David into the house. "Mister Carl will be here in a while. Please wait," the butler then disappeared into the kitchen.
A while later, Carl showed up and shook hands with David. "Pleased to meet you, Mister Carl. I've heard lots about you." Carl lowered his head a little as a sign of thanks and sat down. "I heard from my butler that you wish to do some business with me?"
"Indeed, your works I find are good. America should come to know of this writer named Carl who writes good stories. Especially those making those damn Assassins look bad."
Carl was surprised. "You know of the Assassins and Templars?" David nodded and feigned an angry expression. "The Assassins are idiots, in my opinion."
Carl chuckled as the butler served them drinks. He joked, "You are right. But you look like an Assassin, I have to say. Your robes, and the hilt at your side. Sooner or later you're going to show me a Hidden Blade!"
He forced a chuckle and said, "You will not find a Hidden Blade on me." Carl then asked, "May I know your name?"
"Of course! My client should know my name," David paused for a moment, quickly thinking up of a fake name. "Haytham is my name. Haytham Kenway."
"Haytham Kenway! It is a pleasure to see you. You should have told me your name earlier. Are you not the apprentice of Grand Master Reginald Birch?"
David remembered about Reginald Birch. "You are correct. I came to America to help out the Colonial Templars. They are weak now, and are in need of help. May I see your study?
"Sure," Carl then led David to his study.
In the study, Carl showed David his upcoming work. "I think this story will be finished in a month or two. Would you like to read it?"
David accepted and pretended to read the story. Halfway through, David swiftly drew his sword and slashed Carl's chest. Carl fell on the floor. David sheathed his sword, folded the papers and kept it. While Carl's life ebbed away, David searched the pile of papers on the table for more documents. He took a few more pieces of paper and tucked it away in his robes.
"Rest in peace, writer," David muttered as he left the study.
Two days later, David returned to Manhattan. He went to Hope Jensen's base and gave her the papers. "It is done. Carl is dead," David said as he sat down.
Hope took the papers and quickly read through some of them. "Thank you, David. You shall have your alliance. After all, are we all not tied to the Assassin Order? We should work together so as to achieve more."
David nodded. Hope informed him, "I wish to pay a visit to Joseph Caysee on Staten Island, but it is dangerous. There are other gang members and even Templars who wish to kill me. I am not saying that my people are useless. I am saying that my people may not be skilful enough. Will you protect me on my journey to Staten Island?"
"Of course. After all, I intend to return there."
"Terrific. When shall we depart?" Hope asked. David replied, "I will return here tomorrow morning. Then we shall depart. I still have a few matters to attend to."
David returned to his apartment and looked through his papers to find for someone to kill. He feared that since he had not killed a member of the Warriors for a while, they would be able to recover and retaliate. David decided on a target, who was a Sergeant in the Warriors of New York. His target, Olaf, maintained a Warriors of New York outpost in a town called Rye, which was also located in the province of New York, north of Manhattan.
After deciding on his target, David quickly set off for Rye. He reached the town two hours later on horseback. By then it was mid-afternoon. David had less than three hours to find and kill Olaf.
Fifteen minutes later, David found the Warriors of New York outpost. The small one-floor building had the gang's insignia above the front door. David knocked on the door and a Warrior of New York came.
"Who are you?" asked the man impatiently. David pretended to be annoyed by the man and replied, "You fool! I've come from Manhattan to see how this outpost is doing. I am Lieutenant Jay."
The man took a bow and apologised, "Sorry, sir. If only I had known – " David interrupted the man by saying, "Just shut up and let me in." The man stepped to one side as David entered the building. As the man walked in behind him, David suddenly turned around, grabbed the man's head and slammed it against the wall. The man fell into unconsciousness as David pushed him out of the building. David closed the door and went further into the outpost.
Another Warrior had been attracted by the noise of the first man's head hitting the wall. He saw David, pulled a short knife out and asked, "What was that noise? And who the hell are you?"
"Stay your blade. I am a friend. Lieutenant Jay of the Warriors of New York in Manhattan. I came to see how our members in Rye are doing. The noise was of your comrade shutting the door. He went outside to take a walk."
He put away the knife. "Take a walk, you say? Well, he'll be damned when he comes back." David walked calmly towards the Warrior. He extended a hand, thinking that David was going to shake his hand. Instead, David took the guy's hand and twisted it hard. He retreated while holding his injured hand.
David moved to the retreating Warrior and pulled the man's twisted hand. The man howled in pain as he was pulled closer to David. David held the man's shirt to keep him from moving and punched him in the stomach thrice. David saw that the man was already unconscious so he lay the Warrior on the floor.
Two more Warriors of New York arrived, and seeing the unconscious body of their comrade, they unsheathed their daggers. "I do not wish to fight you. But if you insist, I will," David told the Warriors. One of them sneered and charged. David sidestepped the first Warrior's sword strike and kicked his thigh. The second Warrior entered the battle to defend his comrade as he recovered. David rolled away from the vicious slash and pulled out his Queen Anne pistol. David had not used his pistol in years but he was certain that he could kill the Warriors at that close range.
"If you continue attacking me, I will shoot you all dead. However, if you surrender and leave now, I shall spare you two." Upon finishing his sentence, the two Warriors dropped their weapons and fled.
No one else attacked David until he got to the first floor. Five Warriors of New York ambushed David as he entered the hallway of the first floor. Ducking from an attack, David punched the jaw of the first Warrior and kneed him hard in the crotch. The first Warrior fell as David punched the second Warrior in the stomach. David came up from his crouch and jump-kicked the third Warrior in the chest. The third Warrior toppled on the second Warrior. As the second Warrior tried to push the third one aside, David elbowed the top of the second Warrior's head. The third Warrior ended up lying sideways on top of the second Warrior.
The fourth and fifth Warriors of New York attacked David at once. David felt that he was getting tired so he unsheathed his sword. But still David fought carefully, not wanting to kill but only injuring the Warriors of New York.
Less than a minute later, David encountered Sergeant Olaf, guarded by another two Warriors of New York. He saw the five bodies in the hallway and shook his head. "You bloody murderer."
"I didn't kill them. They're merely unconscious," David said as he stabbed the first Warrior in the chest. He kicked the second Warrior hard in the stomach and while he was recovering, David ejected his Hidden Blade and plunged it into Olaf's heart. He put away his weapons and left the building.