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Ratonhnhaké:ton returned to Benjamin Franklin after his investigation at Boston Neck. Franklin was working at a table and talking to himself when Ratonhnhaké:ton walked in, causing him to look up.
- Franklin: This should get us close to Washington.
By heavens, what happened?
- Ratonhnhaké:ton: Boston Neck was a trap set by Putnam.
- Franklin: And Adams? ... Kanen'tó:kon?
- Ratonhnhaké:ton: Everyone killed.
Franklin began to panic and spun about nervously.
- Franklin: Killed? We'll be next! We've got to get out of here!
- Ratonhnhaké:ton: The land routes are cut off. We must escape by sea.
- Franklin: Yes! By sea! I know of an excellent ship, but I'm too well known to move about freely.
- Ratonhnhaké:ton: I will find you a disguise.
- Franklin: Excellent idea. In the meanwhile, give me the diagram. I'll file this metal to precision.
As Ratonhnhaké:ton handed over the diagram and turned to leave, Franklin began to consult the diagram and file the metal. Ratonhnhaké:ton quickly located a Bluecoat and discreetly subdued him. As Franklin messily donned the Bluecoat's uniform, Ratonhnhaké:ton studied the map.
- Franklin: Hm. Bit of a tight fit, you know. How do I look?
- Ratonhnhaké:ton: Ridiculous.
Franklin looked away indignantly before responding.
- Franklin: You don't have to be so honest.
Ratonhnhaké:ton began escorting Franklin to his destination, using his Animal Powers to discreetly eliminate guards that harassed him.
- Franklin: Oh, dear. Trouble ahead.
- Bluecoat 1: Look! Here is one of us!
- Bluecoat 2: Come along, we're headed to the tavern. You can buy us a mug of flip!
- Bluecoat 1: They tossed us out of the last one. Not a very friendly bunch.
Franklin moved past the bluecoats without responding.
- Bluecoat 2: Wassa matter? We're not good enough for ya!?
Ratonhnhaké:ton dispatched the two Bluecoats. Further on, they encountered another.
- Bluecoat 3: Hold on there, corporal!
- Franklin: Yes, sir.
- Bluecoat 3: That uniform doesn't really fit you, does it?
- Franklin: I've uh, I've gained a few pounds is all.
- Bluecoat 3: Have you, now?
- Franklin: Too many popovers, you see? With butter. And ale.
- Bluecoat 3: That's not your uniform at all, is it?
The Bluecoat kicked Franklin to the ground and held him at gunpoint.
- Franklin: I'm going to need some help here.
The Bluecoat was dispatched by Ratonhnhaké:ton.
- Franklin: Whew! That was close!
They continued onwards until two more Bluecoats approached.
- Bluecoat 4: You there! Soldier! Stop!
- Bluecoat 5: What business have you in this district?
- Franklin: Why, I, um.
- Bluecoat 5: What corps are you with?
- Franklin: I'm, uh ... I'm assigned directly to General Putnam! Personal detail.
- Bluecoat 4: Likely story. Let's see your papers, Corporal Personal Detail.
- Franklin: I've just been assigned. My papers are still in process.
- Bluecoat 5: All right, that's it! Come on! To the hoosegow!
The Bluecoats chased after Franklin.
- Franklin: I'm going to need some help here.
Ratonhnhaké:ton killed the two Bluecoats.
- Franklin: Thanks for taking care of that.
Ratonhnhaké:ton killed two more Bluecoats blocking Franklin's path before finally arriving at their destination. There was a man leaning one arm against the wall, the other holding a bottle of drink.
- Franklin: Mister Faulkner! Sir!
Faulkner turned to face Franklin.
- Faulkner: Who's that? Do I ...? Franklin!?
- Franklin: Don't let the disguise fool you.
Faulkner looked over Franklin before grabbing him by the neck and shoving him into the wall in a chokehold.
- Faulkner: You goddamn ...! Your men stole my ship, you shite!
Ratonhnhaké:ton intervened and separated the two.
- Ratonhnhaké:ton: Easy, Mr. Faulkner. Mr. Franklin is on the side of the rebels, now.
- Franklin: We need your help.
- Faulkner: And why should I?
- Ratonhnhaké:ton: You'll get your ship back.
- Faulkner: Ah! ... The goddamn wharf's too heavily guarded.
- Ratonhnhaké:ton: I can change that, if you'll tell me what needs to be done.
Faulkner shoved his way past them and turned back to face them.
- Faulkner: Well, let's see. I'll need you to untie the Aquila so it's all set to go. Meantime, I can scare you up a small crew.
- Ratonhnhaké:ton: Then we'll rush the guards and set sail.
Ratonhnhaké:ton headed towards the docks and dispatched several Bluecoat snipers overwatching the area from the masts of several ships. Afterwards, he severed the three mooring ropes that kept the Aquila in port while killing any Bluecoats that interfered. Having finished preparations, Ratonhnhaké:ton left the area.
Ratonhnhaké:ton and Franklin met up with Robert Faulkner who promised to find a crew while Ratonhnhaké:ton freed the Aquila.