Horace sat in his room, packing the final document he needed. Carefully closing the bag he looked at the house across the street. All his subordinates that didn't have permanent roles within the Commonwealth had already left and now it was his turn. He gave a little smile thinking about that. He was thankful for the Commonwealth. He was finally able to put his skills to the test. But he knew that things would become too dangerous now. Either way, he didn't mind, he had already achieved everything he had set out to.
Putting the bag with his stuff on the table, he grabbed a couple of bottles of alcohol and began to pour them all over the floor. Next, he grabbed the candle oil and poured it everywhere. Seeing everything bounced in liquid he smiled and grabbed his bag, throwing it over his shoulder. He stuffed a dagger up his sleeve. With one final look, he grabbed the candle on the wall next to the door and threw it in the room, turning his back and quickly leaving.
