Target of His Heart .:Chapter X:.Target of His Heart .:Chapter X:. by *SRN713
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Later That Night...
"Oh! I cannot find a way through this city," I groaned with frustration, glaring at a map of Jerusalem that I had stolen from Abel's quarters while he was away. Altaïr simply sat next to me, staring at the map from over my should rather intently, as if he were searching for something. "This map is not telling me anything at all!"
Night time had, once again, arrived rather quickly to me, and just like every other night, I was on the rooftop with Altaïr. This time, though, we had much more important things to figure out instead of our usual night time reminiscing as we had done in the past. Tonight
Target of His Heart .:Chapter IX:.Target of His Heart .:Chapter IX:. by *SRN713
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"You know, you have been out and about these past few days, Altaïr," said Malik just as I sat down in a nearby chair almost lazily, which happened to be very out character even for me.
I shut my eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply before sighing. My mind was racing with many different thoughts, but I did not want him to notice just yet.
"I enjoy exploring the city sometimes, Malik," I responded, reopening my eyes to stare up at the ceiling. "You should know how difficult it is to be an Assassin, so it is only a means of...resting, for lack of a better term."
Malik seemed to sense something was up, since he knew very