It all went off without a hitch. Bartolomé de Launay proved a poncy fool, just like I thought. Witcher fell right into our trap, too – put too much stock in his skills, thought he could handle anything. At first we acted like bored thugs, just picking our noses and waiting for our pay. When de Launay and the witcher finally came to terms, the witcher let slip he was hiding the rest of the diagrams in the Pits of Brume. Dangerous place, that, but maybe we'll find some safe route to the witcher's cache.
One bolt from the back took care of de Launay. Expected more trouble from the witcher, so we hit him with a couple – good thing, too, because he still had a good heap of life in him, though he couldn't even get up off his belly. I let the lads check just how much pain a witcher can stomach. They'd earned a bit of recreation after the fine job they'd done. Then we grabbed the coin of de Launay and soon we're off to the Pits of Brume to get those precious diagrams and sell for all we can.