Booksmart

Chapter 1: Book Keeper

Oliver sighed as he closed his book. Today was a quiet day in his shop, his usual customers had visited and only few of them had bought a book. He expected that the rest of the day would be quiet and was nearly ready to close shop, until a rather peculiar pair entered the shop.

Oliver politely smiled and nodded at them from his seat. The female smiled and nodded back, the male on the other hand seemed very uniterested and clearly didn't want to be in the shop.

"Excuse me, you wouldn't happen to have any information?" Oliver looked up to the female giving him a certain look. Oliver breathed deeply out through his nose and put his book on the desk in front of him, giving the female another friendly smile.

"It's been a good while since assassins have entered my shop, tell me how is Mr Green faring?" Oliver said, he stood up putting his hands in his pockets and making his way to the back of the shop, after turning the open sign to say closed.

"How do you know we're assassins?" The female asked sternly as she and her partner followed him on edge. Oliver turned to them with a smirk and winked, before pushing a door hidden in the wall open and showing them the inside.

Walls were covered wall to wall in codes of the brotherhood, information on everything an assassin could ever dream of and in the corner a certain suit was sitting catching dust. The female gaped at the sight and the male had an eyebrow raised at what they saw.

"It's been a while since I left the brotherhood, but I never stopped gathering information for Henry or any other assassin that visited London" Oliver said as he closed the door behind them, after checking the streets through the windows.

"You! You were an assassin?!" The male asked astounished. Oliver laughed at his surprised tone, but nodded.

"Yeah, but that was a couple of years back, before those Blighter fuckers and that stupid prick Starrick arrived" Oliver growled out, it makes the male laugh loudly, whilst the female obsrved the maps and pictures on the walls.

"Why did you quit?" The female asked Oliver curiously as she took a closer look at the uniform. Oliver's smile faded a little and he looked to the floor.

"I didn't want to continue counting loses, Mrs Frye" The mood got a bit somber, but the younger Frye twin quickly tried to change it.

"Well, should you ever want to beat the living crap out of some Blighters be quick to give a holler" Oliver snorted at the mans tone of voice.

"I'll keep you up to that, Mr Frye" Oliver said and opened the door walking out of the room and gently shutting the door behind him, leaving the assassin's to themselves.

Not long after the male Frye came out of the room, looking rather bored and tired. Oliver however was busy calculating his income and losses for the day.

"Say, are you free this evening?" Oliver looked up from his acounting and saw the young Frye standing in front of him with a cheeky grin.

"That depends on wether or not I manage to finish my bookkeeping, Mr Frye" Oliver simply said and went back to doing his calculations, but Mr Frye managed to quickly snatch Oliver's glasses from his nose.

Oliver instantely went to snatch them back, but from the look on the thiefs face he wasn't going to get them back.

"I shall make this easier for you, you are free this evening and I will return your glasses after you call me Jacob instead of this fancy Mr stuff" Oliver smiled and nodded his head.

"Alright, Jacob. I'll accompany you tonight, but you have to pay for everything" Jacob grinned and extended his hand, which Oliver accepted.

"Well, I shall pick you up tonight!" Jacob said with excitement clear in his voice. Mrs Frye then came out holding a few papers.