Two days later, Jacob arrived at the London Zoo. He had never been there before, so he took the remaining time touring the place, before heading to the quagga enclosure. Evie did not come with him, as she had to interrogate the captured Templars.
Blending in with the civilians, Jacob watched visitors walked past. Soon Jacob witnessed the arrival of an Italian, clad in black robes and guarded by two men. Scanning the Italian, Jacob saw a Templar ring on him.
Drawing his revolver, Jacob shot the two guards dead. The Italian man saw Jacob and immediately fled.
"Marcello de Vita!" Jacob called out, as he ran after the man. "Stop running, you coward!"
The Italian chuckled. "You think Master de Vita will be so foolish as to show himself? You Assassins should know that he is also known as the Invisible Seller."
"Then tell me where he is!" Jacob ordered.
Slowing down for a moment, the Italian turned back, firing a revolver of his own at Jacob. The bullet nearly hit him. As the Italian ran out of the Zoo, he hopped into a carriage. The carriage quickly sped off.
Jacob aimed his revolver at the wheels of the moving carriage and shot two of them. The carriage braked abruptly. Jacob quickly ran up to the carriage.
When he reached, the Italian Templar was already escaping, while the carriage driver intended to aid the Templar by distracting Jacob. Jacob had no time for the carriage driver. Loading a sleeping dart onto his dart gun, which was part of his Assassin Gauntlet, Jacob fired it at the carriage driver. The carriage driver fell to the ground, unconscious. He would wake up a minute or so later, to realise that Jacob was gone.
For a man of his age, the Italian Templar ran pretty slow. Jacob caught up with him without much difficulty. Seeing that Jacob was closing in, the Italian Templar drew his revolver again and emptied the revolver on Jacob. Unfortunately, one of the bullets hit Jacob in the shoulder.
Covering the wound with his hand, Jacob continued running, albeit slower. It took slightly longer this time to catch up with the Italian Templar. This time he had no more tricks up his sleeve to slow down Jacob.
"Where is Marcello de Vita?" Jacob demanded, as he loaded his dart gun with a sleeping dart.
"Like hell I'd tell you!" the Italian Templar answered.
Sighing, Jacob fired the dart at the Templar. It was a moment or two before the sleeping dart kicked in. As the Templar lay on the ground, Jacob walked up to him and knocked him unconscious, so he would not wake up a minute or two later.
Carrying the Templar with him, Jacob flagged down a carriage. Stuffing the Templar into the carriage, Jacob got in beside the unconscious Italian. "He's my friend, he's drunk like hell," Jacob explained with a grin.
"Drunk, when the day is still damn bright?" the carriage driver asked as the carriage moved off.
Jacob shrugged. "My friend's pretty strange, just saying. Just follow my directions."
Fifteen minutes later they arrived outside a Rooks-owned safehouse. Once the carriage had left, Jacob dragged the Italian Templar into the building.
Nearly forty-five minutes later, the Italian Templar regained consciousness. He found himself tied up in a bare room. Jacob and Evie were nearby.
"Where am I?" the Templar questioned.
Jacob ignored the question. "What is your name?"
The Templar repeated his question. Without warning, Jacob delivered a hard punch to the Italian's jaw.
"I'll only ask you once more. What is your name?"
"Marco de Vita. I am the cousin of Marcello," the Italian Templar revealed.
Evie drew her revolver and pointed it at the Templar. "Are you sure?"
Marco nodded.
"Where is Marcello de Vita?" Evie continued.
"I will not reveal the location," Marco said, determined. "So you can just kill me and get this done already."
Jacob smiled coldly. "I'm not going to let a scum like you die so easily."
Pulling out his own revolver, Jacob explained, "I will play this game with you. Out of all the chambers of this six-shot revolver, only one of them has a bullet inside. I'll spin the cylinder randomly and fire at you. It is luck whether you get shot dead or survive."
"You're crazy," Marco shook his head in disgust, before calming himself down. "But I know you won't do that. You need me alive."
Spinning the cylinder, Jacob checked for a split second that a bullet would not be fired before pulling the trigger. A loud bang was heard and Marco closed his eyes in sheer horror, but a bullet did not enter him.
"He can always go on," Evie pointed out. "You had better start talking."
Marco refused to speak, so Jacob spun the cylinder again and fired at Marco. Still no bullet came flying out of the revolver.
"It won't be long before a bullet comes flying out of that hole," Jacob said.
Suddenly, gunshots rang out. Evie ran over to the window and pushed the curtains to one side. At the entrance to the building were five masked men, armed with Burnside Carbines with bayonets attached to them. They were in the process of rushing into the building.
Evie, still with her revolver in her hand, rushed out of the room. As she exited, she told Jacob, "Attackers, five of them!"
"You should stay put, or it'll be worse when I return," Jacob warned as he followed Evie out of the room.
As silently as she could, Evie made her way downstairs, where the intruders were. Evie shot the first intruder before dashing for cover, which was a sturdy chair. The first intruder, hit right in the forehead, collapsed and died.
Jacob was on his way down when he heard more gunshots. Turning around, Jacob decided to leave the building through the window. Climbing out and down the building, Jacob re-entered the building. He fired a berserk dart from his dart gun. The affected second intruder lost his mind, firing his carbine at his comrades.
While the second intruder was under the influence of the berserk dart, Jacob and Evie remained under cover, for fear that they would be hit by the affected's bullets. After half a minute the berserk dart's effect wore off and the second intruder died on the spot. The second intruder had killed two other intruders, leaving only one man left.
The intruder, knowing that there was no way to win, dropped his carbine and knelt on the ground, raising both his hands. Evie appeared, with her revolver aimed at the guy.
"Please, don't shoot me!" begged the intruder.
Jacob appeared, firing two rounds into the intruder's body. "I decline your request, intruder. Maybe in your next life, you'll think twice before intruding into a building."
The intruder coughed out blood, staining his mask crimson red. The intruder wanted to utter something, probably a swear word, but he was already dead.