Assassins Creed Syndicate: Erased Memories

Chapter 37

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Jacob had woken up, spent another night on the train, and arranged another visit to Wilfred today so the two could talk. The boy's company was very pleasant for assassin, the happiness he felt when he was beside him was inexplicable, maybe he knew why, and maybe he didn't. Get out of the room and drive to the carriage where your sister was.

"Good Morning."

"I hope you have recovered." She says sitting down reading a book of the creed.

"You don't even know how much." He scoffed, walks to the exit. "Aren't you going to tell me anything?"

Evie looks at Jacob then looks back at the book. "I leave that to you, Jacob. It is not my responsibility. "

Jacob smiles knowingly. "Right." He opens the door and closes it. Evie looks at the door and stays like that.

Outside Jacob walks the streets of London, arrives at Kings College and waits for his friend. Next to the exit gate, he hears BigBen sounding and, after five minutes, he sees well-dressed boys coming out with their hats in one hand and walking sticks in the other, leaning against the wall, turning his head a little to the right, inspecting when those who left , waiting for Wilfred to appear. The boys watched Jacob casting snoops at the assassin. The blond boy with messy hair leaves, Jacob with folded arms takes him by the arm and pulls him.

"Hi." Wilfred had his coat on his left arm, the same one Jacob had held.

"Jacob! I didn't expect you here, you scared me. "

"It was my intention. So what's today's entry? "

"Um ..." Thinks. "We can go on a roof and look at the city."

"Good idea, let's get something to drink."

"No alcohol this time, Jacob, I'm sorry."

"Since when are we going to talk without alcohol in the middle, are we some girls?"

"After what happened, I don't know if it's a good idea."

"Please Wilfred, what did you expect when you gave me a taste of good wine?"

"You are right, I understand." Laugh. "Even so, I am going to meet with some people and I cannot attend in such apparatuses."

"It doesn't stop me from drinking."

"It would be a good exercise for both of us." Looks at Jacob.

Jacob sighs. "Fine!"

They were in Strand, they both enjoyed the view that the roof afforded them, Wilfred was writing in his diary and Jacob, stretched out, with a hand on his right knee, raised, notice his friend, wanted to talk to him but he felt well just looking at him. Wilfred notices Jacob.

"Do you know who helped me yesterday?"

"Hmm?"

"Your sister." Take a deep breath. "She mistrusts me, doesn't she?"

"Yes, but why did you ask for help?"

"Because you were hungover and sleeping." Looks at Jacob.

"Ah ... and did she do what you wanted?"

"Yes."

"Hmm." Silence. "Who was that man at the theater?"

"Do you remember him?" Wilfred continues to write as if he is not surprised.