Talia

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

A man enters the room through the window.

"Tsj!" Anzor whispers. He is probably wearing that dark outfit again, because I can't see him clearly. Anzor cuts the rope with his dagger and takes my hand. My hand is most likely full of bruises now.

"Anzor," Banan says, still lying in bed. "Where are you going?"

"Just taking the girl for a walk in the moonlight," Anzor says with a sense of humor. Banan finds some matches and light a lot of candles. The light flickers. It makes our shadows visible on the walls.

"This is my district. Leave now and I will let you go." Banans voice is calm.

"No, don't think so."

"I'm a soldier who knows your sins." Banan sounds a little tired. He gasps and sighs.

Anzor drags me closer to the window.

"What about you?"

"You kidnapped her Anzor. I'm just escorting her to her brother."

"What about her? What does she think about us?" The atmosphere is tense, like a battle can start at any moment.

"Sexually harassing and kidnapping is what I would call it for both of you."

"She is impossible to handle, even a monkey would be more obedient than her."

"Need a hand handling her?" Anzor asks amused. Banan stands up from the bed and reaches for Anzors hand. As they shake hands I narrow my eyes.

"Can you really trust each other?" I ask with my arms crossed. At the exact time, both of them turn to look at me with serious faces, still shaking hands.

"No," both of them shout in choir.

"What do you get if you manage to bring me to my brother?" I ask curious.

"If? We will bring you to him no matter what. And we don't get anything special," Anzor says. He lies. His eyes twitch a bit, and his voice sounds nervous.

"Idiot! Where did you learn to lie?" Banan says and punch Anzors arm. Anzor reacts by jumping backwards. This is hopeless; these two can never get along. Anzor, who still holds his dagger, looks angry at Banan.

"While you two fight, I will go back to bed. Night!" They keep staring at each other with hateful eyes and fists ready to attack.

When I wake up, Banan sleeps in one corner and Anzor in another, like they argued the whole night. They look peaceful with their hands folded on the stomach, and crossed legs. Both of them snore. Anzor sounds like a bird. Every time he breaths out, he whistles. Banan snores brighter.

The night has returned to its hibernation. Compared to Anzors terrible snoring, the birds make lovely melodies. And the sun reaches every room. I tiptoe over to Anzor. I ark out the dagger he has in his boot. Nobody can stop me this time. I walk happily out of the inn and I'm on my way back home again. To think they forgot to tie me. A safe place and weapons is what I need. It has been a long time, but I have friends in this city. I hope I find someone who can help me. As I walk in town I register a poster on a wall. It is a wanted poster. 10 000 C for an assassin. The poster shows a man wearing a black hoodie. I think this might be Anzor. Even though the picture doesn't show his face, Banan said something about sins.

The level of security in this land is high. Soldiers came up with a good technique to capture criminals; all of the prisons are full according to my knowledge. Olivia means peace. Their law is based upon a theory for safety, and a good society. I think it's strange that no one has captured Anzor yet. I mean, for the time being, he is in the strictest and most secured country in the world. 10 000 C is a lot of money. Banan could just bring Anzor to prison. Maybe I should catch him myself.