This wasn't the the first time Artyom had to break into a prison, oddly enough it was a fairly common practice in his trade. In fact the night before Artyom had to break in and deliver a pirate a message for his father. Not a exciting job, but even though the son was in prison The father loved him son. Artyom Knew the guard rotations, the path he was going to take and the guards who didn't care if one person came in and two left. Quickly Artyom entered the prison grounds, expertly avoiding the guards he knew were going to be a problem. After some time in the prison Artyom finds the man he was looking for. Sitting alone at a small table within one of the many Guardrooms sat a small balding fat man eating a meal.
	"Martin... Having Dinner are we?" Aryom asks, his deep voice with only a hint of his home country accent being noticeable, surprising the man, making him drop his chicken leg. "Who...Artyom..." The man said in a British accent as he rises up from his seat. "No, I know why are here Artyom, Some hired you to kill the captain...." Artyom's laughter cuts off the man before he can continue "No Warden...I have a choice for you...I will...take her off your hands,give you a little coin...I know the wife and kids could use a extra bit with the new taxs...Or I make a widow tonight...Up to you my friend." Artyom says coldly [i]'I hate to do this to him...He is a good man...'[/i] Martin thought for a few moments "Artyom...I liked the captain...but people more important than me want her to die... shes cell block two third cell." he says as he places down a key and leaves the room.

After some time Artyom found his way to the cell. Inside say the guard captain "Good evening Captain... I trust your day has been fun." He says lightly with a slight chuckle.