Echoes of Revolution
The dagger presses firmly against her throat before you deliver a decisive strike to incapacitate her. Without hesitation, you weave through Boston's tangled backstreets, disappearing into the night.Despite your lingering doubts, you sheathe the dagger and give her a wary nod. "Show me," you say, keeping your guard up as you follow her, ready for either revelation or betrayal.With deliberate precision, you lower the dagger just enough to signal control. "You can drop the act," you state coolly, your voice laced with mock assurance. "I’ve already connected the dots, and you’re going to take me to them." You step back slowly, your eyes locked on her, ready for her response.The dagger lowers slightly in your hand, though you keep it firmly in your grasp. "Convince me you're with the Sons of Liberty," you say evenly, your gaze locking onto hers, searching for any crack in her composure.