A Chance of love

Chapter 8: Hickey Susipicion

Haytham Point of view
Three days ago Ziio and I came together in a cave, where I can only presume was the entrance to the storehouse which Reginald Birch spoke of. Good news is I'd managed to discover the location with Ziio help, but the mystery of the precursor site continues to elude me. The medallion I stole from Miko failed to work properly, but the bad news is it seems as though it is the wrong one to open the storehouse.

Moreover I will admit I was far too busy with a certain native woman, to continue any further investigations. I still have the scratches from our last encounter and sport fresh ones from yesterday evening,it's the best indication of when my actions please her the most and it's fair recompense for the last occurrence where I was especially right with her. She enjoyed it if the noises she made and the way she dominates over my body, also I might add that I had  Charles inducted into the Templar order. I have placed him in second in command his unyielding dedication and devotion to our cause earning him such prestige, I was glad to have welcomed him to our fold he's been he most helpful in every task we've set out to accomplish.

On the other hand I think that I should have not laid with Ziio, I should have fought harder against the desires of my body. I should have moved away when I had the opportunity to flee, but I am a man who is affected by the charms of a woman like any other... she is my weakness. I couldn't deny her inside the cave that day, rejecting her companionships would not only hurt her but me as well. I realise I belong to her now my heart enthralled with this wild beauty, and whether I am willing or reluctant I honestly can't say.

Haytham Kenway journal entry, July 12, 1755

I chose to stay and repose for a moment, none of my men did not protest over our extended stay. I was weary from battle and in no particular hurry to journey back into the city, away from my Ziio. Hmmmmy Ziio I guess she is mine, but are the feelings truly mutual? I thought. Ziio and I were spotted at the borders of the encampment, by the Abenaki men if I recall alerting the rest of arrival.

My men scurried around me excitedly, Charles asked me about the precursor  site along with Pitcam, Church and Johnson who joined in as well. I told them the truth by telling them that it was the wrong site that I have visited with Ziio, but I told them that markings on the wall did lead to another site. As all the men were annoyed by my response by I just simply ignored them, with a wave of my hand I promise to discuss more about this topic later after I had rested.

However I noticed that Hickey disinterest failed to bother me, but I soon felt my hands tighten into fists as I was outraged. When his eyes roved over Ziios form as she moved from my side and closer to the fire, where the others sat red flashed before my eyes. My vision temporarily blinded as I exhaled harshly for composure, as my gloved hands clenched in rage.
Haytham: filthy bastard
I muttered under my breath, every ounce of self control was stopping my fist from connecting with Hickey face. Charles soon noticed the slight changes in my demeanour, and he frowned in concern.
Charles: are you alright sir?
I nodded stiffly as I was glaring bitterly at Hickey, when he smirked roguishly and merely shrugged his shoulders.
Haytham: yes Charles never better
With a glance around I realised they'd all changed out of the burrowed red coats uniforms and back into their attire, a brow arched in question to where my clothes were. As much as I loved the colour red, it really wasn't my type I preferred the deep rich gold embroidered navy coat and cloak that I wore to my liking.

Also the only thing holing my crimson coat was the white belts that crossed over my chest, as it was wrapped around my waist tightly due to Ziio hunting knife and her lack of patience of having me. Damm if she knew how to work buttons I thought.
Haytham: and just where are my clothes at precisely?
Hickey ignored my question in favour, of examining my wear with a critical eye. As he watched me carefully searching for any evidence, that would betray my guilt he knew deep down that there something going on between me and Ziio.
Hickey: so Aytham just we're was you... and uh Diio at this hole time? I was beginning to worry
The bloody fool could not say Ziio name as well, my face the denotation of neutrality as my voice remained level and even.
Haytham: Ziio and I was scouting for the precursor site, she led me to it actually if you bothered to listen in the first place.. when I just arrived back.
Hickey : really... but ya been gone for hours boss?
I tried to explain my reasoning as best as I could, attempting a civil tone as I issued a warning towards the scoundrel again.