Enemy of my enemy (Closed)

"Well, its kind of a favor to both of us. If you do not do what your master has told you to do, then I think you will be in trouble. But if I escape, Assassins will still look for me. What if, you turn me in, I escape, and we will still be .... friends, but without the Assassins nor Templars knowing it. You will have your mission accomplished, and I my not deserved freedom. What do you think?" William was willing to do this to Elizabeth. Maybe that will show the Assassins who is the most capable of accomplishing his mission of them all.

"Actually, I am supposed to kill you" Elizabeth said with a hint of regret in her voice as she handed the contract to William. "Even if I take you back to Tulum, there's a very small chance that you will manage to escape. It's not impossible, just unlikely." Elizabeth sat in silence for a while as she tried to devise a plan to get William out of the mess he had wound up in by sheer accident. A sly smile crept onto her face as an idea came to her. "I just need proof that I killed you, and that proof is this feather dipped in your blood" Elizabeth explained as she showed William the white feather, "However, there is no way for them to prove that it is your blood. There's a man I'm going to kill, he's not a contract but he needs to be put down. I'll just dip the feather in his blood, maybe throw in a hand for extra measure, and they'll be none the wiser." Elizabeth sipped at her rum for a minute, wondering if William understood what she was saying before she shook her head. "Basically, I won't kill you, but someone else will need to die so that you may live."