Reda:Thieves, Medjay, they're everywhere. A pestilence. The leader of these thieves stole from me. I asked him to stop – he didn't. So now, why don't you pay him a visit? He'll have something on him that'll make the visit worth it.
Reda:I... I do not admit this easily, Bayek. But someone attacked me and stole my wares. I know where this thief is. Help me, Bayek? Deal with this nek (shit) so he doesn't attack anyone else. You can keep whatever you find.
Reda:Medjay! A friend of mine was recently attacked in the desert for her goods. The thief ran off, but I know where he is. Deal with him, eh? You get whatever that fool has on him.
Bayek identified and killed the thief.
Bayek collected his payment from the thief's corpse.