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————————————————————————It was 1869. London could breathe peacefully once more since being freed from the Crawford Starrick corporations. The account of the death of the Templar master was the cover story of almost if not all, newspapers. The free city is in an uproar with its daily routine.
"Crawford Starrick! The big businessman, dead?!" Shouted a child under a porch holding out a sign. A hand takes a newspaper adding, "I'll take one! Here you are, keep the change!"
"Thank you, sir," replied the kid.
The former hand now gains a body, the newspaper covers the face but the top hat couldn't make the disguise more obvious. " 'Crawford Starrick! Owner of major industries Starrick was found dead last Sunday, December 29, next to Buckingham Palace. Although the causes are unknown, it is thought that it was the work of a secret order of homicidal mercenaries who, together with Starrick, claimed the lives of all his collaborators.' Ah! Secret order huh?"
"Crawford Starrick had never been more famous in his life," said the assassin's twin sister, looking at the free city around her. Jacob felt obliged to respond, "Right! But the bastard got all the credit for it! Secret order of homicidal mercenaries, I even feel offended." Jacob, expressing discontent, turned to another page.
"We were very clear about our position when we spoke to the queen."
"Yes, yes." Jacob gives someone the newspaper and the two start walking towards the train station. Jacob returned to discuss the matter, "Imagine how they would react if they knew who we are, not only were we the authors but we were also decorated by the queen herself Sir' and Dame'. "
"They would find us bloody anarchists who intend to deconstruct and crumble society," Evie looks at Jacob, "Only the right people should know who we are and that's enough. Our anonymity is necessary, I could risk saying that it is mandatory."
"Let me guess, was it our father who taught you that?"
"It's logical Jacob, I don't need anyone to tell me something obvious." Evie smiles, Jacob realizing that he was being confronted chooses to fight back, "Congratulations, little sister. You know how to use your brain." The two enter the station.
"Unlike you." Evie fought back, and Jacob just laughed. The two enter inside Bertha, they cross Agnes and Jacob greets her, "Good morning Agnes." says as he raises his hat.
The twins went to the second carriage where they met Henry Green. While Jacob wandered around the room and helped himself to a glass of wine, Evie noticed Henry, his face in discomfort, it looked like something was going through his conscience.
"Henry, is everything okay?" Evie asked, approaching Henry. Evie placed her hand on Henry's forearm, while the other hand rested on his lover's chest. Henry, for his part, kissed Evie's cheek. Jacob, stretched out on the couch while drinking, looked away, rolling his eyes in disgust. "More or less," Showed Henry in dismay, "Ronald presses to rebuild the brotherhood of London with new assassins. He thinks that the success of Starrick's defeat will bring many candidates." Henry circled the carriage as he explained what was going on. Evie tried to understand the situation by asking, "Didn't you tell him it's complicated now?"
"Well, I insisted, I even added that London for now was safe, that there is no need to bet on more assassins, but he argues and replies that he is not sure if it will always be so."
Still, on the couch, Jacob decided to interfere since this affected him in some way, leaving him a bit infuriated. "This Ronald you speak of doesn't believe in the strength of my"Rooks "?"
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