The steps echoed in the lonely archway. The cloaked man stopped for a second looking in every direction. Once he was reassured of not being followed, he kept advancing.

“You are late” the words announced the presence of a second cloaked man. “I was about to leave”.

A smile formed in the face of the first man while his cloak slipped. “I believe you would wait any time as the deal was too good for you. Here! Hand me my money!”

A heavy gold bag changed hands. “That is quite a huge amount, my friend! And you only had to sell that monster lineman of yours, Mr. Comms, right? Noone really noticed your mismanagement?” After a profound silence, he went on. “Well, was a big deal for me too. The Knights accepted to pay your price and my extra quarter commission”.

Another smile showed in the face of the first man but he remained silent.

“Whatever… if you happen to need a man for another… erm…. job, give me a word, Mr. Coach” and he limped away with a peg leg making loud noise in the quite and forgotten passage.

Left alone, Coach Corixfer felt the weight in his hands.

“You will regret what you did Mrs. Auzmendi” the whispered words were lost and only audible to the rats around.

“Will do to you as much pain as you did to me…” the menace reached no one but the owl that did not pay attention to it.

“Next time we meet, you will know…” no remorse in his mind or heart. Coach Croixfer was ready to keep with his work but, at the same time, he will keep planning his revenge.

With this last thought, a burst of laughter finally erupted. “Mwahahahahaha…..”

(for background: https://fumbbl.com/p/blog&c=CroixFer&id=20241)