“Uh, this way, to Draynor,” he said, walking off. Cassandra did*’t connect Georgia and Draynor and she followed Andrew the entire way to Draynor.
It was late afternoon by the time they had arrived in Draynor. A banker was hurrying along the street before he was stopped by Andrew.
“Excuse me, could you tell me where Georgia’s house is?” asked Andrew. The banker thought for a moment then remembered.
“Ah, yes, Georgia, a great customer. She lives just down that street, the house with the white roof,” said the banker. Andrew thanked the man and he continued hurrying along the road. Andrew turned back to Cassandra whose eyes were full of fear.
*G-Georgia? Georgia sent you?” she said and began backing away. She began to run. Andrew was much quicker than her and tackled her to the ground. He picked her back up and she continued to struggle.
“Listen, I am not losing five thousand coins, no matter what you think of her,” he said roughly, gripping her by the shoulder. She continued to struggle and Andrew delivered a sharp blow to the side of her neck. Her eyes shut and she fell unconscious. Andrew picked her up and slumped her over his shoulders and walked towards Georgia’s house.
Andrew knocked on the door and it was quickly answered by Alison.
“I wanted her alive,” she said, as Andrew placed the unconscious Cassandra on the floor. Andrew stood back up and looked at Alison, then Cassandra.
“She is alive, just unconscious. She tried to run when she found out I was taking her to Georgia’s house,” he said. Alison smiled then rummaged around in a draw and pulled out a bag of money.
“Here’s your five thousand, plus an extra thousand because of how little time it took you. Get yourself something nice,” she said, handing him the bag. Andrew smirked, thanked her and left, closing the door behind him. Alison pulled up a chair and sat, waiting for Cassandra to come to.
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