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They thought it was easy to catch the wanted person on the wanted poster when they spotted him in the crowded inn, but they hadn't counted on the wanted person to scream bloody murder at the inn, resulting in the entire inn turning against them. And seconds later, they found themselves trapped in the inn's kitchen.
"Damn it," Yusuf shouted while trying to hold the door closed with his weight against the angry mob on the other side. "How are we supposed to get out of here because there's no way we can fit through the small window?"
Yusuf looked over his shoulder at Nicolò, who walked calmly around the kitchen like they had all the time in the world.
"The same way as we got in: we go through the door," Nicolò replied. "And without killing the people on the other side. It isn't their fault that they are after us."
"If that's your plan," Yusuf replied. "Then how do you suggest we do it because we can't take on all twenty men or how many they are without getting killed? Something I really would like to avoid like usual."
Yusuf could feel that the door was starting to budge, and the first arms could be seen through the door opening.
"Nicolò," Yusuf said. "I don't think I can hold the door any longer."
"Then let them come," Nicolò replied. "I'm ready for them, and remember: no killing if it can be avoided."
Before Yusuf could say anything, the mob got the door open, resulting in Yusuf getting it in the face. When Yusuf had rubbed his sore nose, he looked over at Nicolò holding a big heavy cast iron pan as the mob approached him.
"Sweet One, I don't think that will work..." Yusuf said just as Nicolò swung with the pan, striking two people whose noses broke. "Never mind. The chef is always right."
Yusuf took another heavy cast iron pan and did the same thing as Nicolò. They made sure to aim for noses and ribs while they got minor injuries, which they barely noticed. After a few minutes, people started to retreat, and they could walk out of the inn without any problems.
"When I get my hands on that little worm," Yusuf snarled when they stood out on the street again. "I could..."
Nicolò kissed Yusuf on the nose.
"Hope it helps on your nose," Nicolò said. "And about the little worm. Look behind you."
The wanted person froze on the spot when he saw that they were still alive, while Yusuf smiled like the cat who had gotten the cream.
"Your kisses always help," Yusuf said. "And excuse me. I need to have a word with our friend there."
The wanted person started to run in the opposite direction.
"When you have had your word with him, remember we need him alive," Nicolò replied. "The payout is bigger if he is still alive."
"I promise," Yusuf replied. "And thanks for introducing me to a new weapon: cast iron pans."
Nicolò laughed as Yusuf ran down the street with the cast iron pan over his head while he shouted at the wanted person to stop. It was a sight Nicolò would never forget.