The Assassins had been there for a few days. Somehow they had finally managed to get a one up on the Templars. It took a lot of work, and a hell of a lot of work, but they managed it. Rebecca and Shaun were working with Bishop while he went scouring the island for the artifact they were looking for. Jumping from tree to tree into the cave brought back the images of when Connor would go adventuring on the small islands off the east coast.
He stuck to the upper parts of the inner sanctum. Someone had beaten him to it. They had a feeling the Templars hired a treasure hunter. They couldn't locate the artifacts through all their genetic database, so they went by the old school book. Hire an explorer and let them figure it out. Desmond had the feeling the woman wouldn't survive long after she found what she did. Templars liked to clean up their loose ends.
He squatted down at the top of the rails and watched.