Ahehp's tattoo was finally ready. There were only a few more steps to finish before she would be ready to do her heist. Her father would hate her. Now she was stealing!? How far she had truly fallen from the royal ways.
"Why are you here?" she asked the man who had awakened from being knocked out.
No response.
"What are you doing here?" Korei asked, sounding a bit deranged.
No response.
Ahehp pounded on the table. "I asked you why you are here. Now you better have answers for me. I may be above torture, but my friend here is not." Ahehp watched as Korei's menacing smile spread to her ears.
Ahehp could physically see the man panic.
"No torture please.We are here on intel missions. We have been hired by local companies to determine if the method you use for payment is real or not."
"Why wouldn't it be? I am not a fraud."
"No one can trust no one. Not even themselves."
Ahehp glared at the man. She was a fair tradesperson. All of the people who she did regular business with knew this. If people were really questioning her authenticity, wouldn't they have done that like two years ago, around the time of when she first moved to Isfoah City? The pieces weren't lining up. Then she saw them. The other prisoners were sneaking out. The man before the pair flipped the table and jumped them. Korei stopped him with a few well placed punches but he still overpowered her. All of the leverage they had was now gone.
"Where is my journal?" Ahehp asked hours after the incident with the prisoners.
Korei shrugged her shoulders.
Ahehp kept looking for several moments then she seemed to go into a frenzy.
"Where is my journal?" she shouted and began to tear the bunker apart in her search.
Korei watched in horror as Ahehp went absolutely feral.
"I can't find my journal." Ahehp broke down.
Her journal was missing; without it she couldn't invent anything. All of her designs were in the thing.
"Ahehp," Korei said cautiously. Ahehp looked up, past her tears to where Korei was standing. She was holding a piece of paper, "I think you need to read this."
Ahehp clumsily got up and slowly walked to Korei.
Korei handed her the sheet of paper and she read.
Ahehp the Oari,
We have your journal. In order to retrieve it you must prove to us the authenticity of the payment you have been using. Meet us on Dralop Bridge tomorrow at sundown. If you refuse, we will burn your journal and you will forcefully be removed from the island. To prove the authenticity of your blood, you must hand over two pints of the substance and show us how one can use it. Sundown tomorrow, be there.
Isfoah Council
The writing was hard to read, but she got the point.
"Let's start drawing my blood."
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Evil & Love
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