"You know why." He frowns. "To save my career, and my father's."
"What the...?" The busty thief yells out in panic. "Why did you...?" She grunts angrily. Heading deeper into the center of the city, Natasha sees...
A few robed fingers stand atop the canyon walls, looking down, but far too few to contest the group's passing, as the general gives his orders. At...
"A good plan." Hath'put nods. "I know where you need to go. I'll stay here, to tell my father and the outsiders the news, while you go get ready."
The soldiers shout, as a battle begins - horsemen throwing javelins at infantry, before clashing with the enemy chariots. The sheer size of the...
"Wait, what about me?" The thief follows along, with Hath'put the mage. Soon, after a tense exchange with the guards, they're back in the room....
Footsteps continue to get louder, before in front of the two of them looms a large monster, a centipede of massive size, jaws snapping.
The soldiers form a spear line, with chariots on the flank, as more and more horsemen appear in the distance. "My son..." Atema grips Akrem's arm....
"If you think I'm doing this out of petty hatred, or just because I have the hots for Lady Fairfax, you're wrong." Jacob pouts and crosses his arms.
"No, stick to the plan we've decided - adding too many parts will make failure more likely." Jacob stands. "You'll deal with the particulars, like...
Jacob looks away. "I'm guess I'm a quick study..." He says, ashamed.
"The couple still share property, even if they're not living together." Jacob thinks. "If crates of illegal drugs were found in one of their...
"Lord Fairfax is a scumbag. I'd prefer that he goes down with his wife." Jacob sneers.
Jacob nods. "I see what you're saying. Let's go with drugs, then. That has way less moving parts that could go wrong."
"Aphrodesiac. If she's unconscious in the footage, she'll be seen as a victim. She needs to look like she's the instigator. As for the evidence,...
"Maybe...Maybe street thugs. Criminals...with gang tattoos." Jacob pauses, in disbelief at what he's doing. "Preferably racist gangs associated...
Jacob looks silently at the woman, disgusted at himself for even considering these options, but eventually says: "One."
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