Nate's--no, he was Relic tonight--Relic's eyes locked on his partner for the night. "Nice to meet you, Jager." He folded his arms over his chest, then turned to the wall. "Let's just hope we both survive the night, eh? This way." He stepped forward, running his hands along the wall of the dingy room. "When we planned some of these smaller buildings, we decided to put in some concealed exit hatches along the walls, in case of fire. You know," he explained, "something useful but hidden, so the room still looked nice. Ah, here we are." His hand snagged on a nick in the wall--a latch--and he slid it free.

A simple push on the wall did the rest. A slab of the house swung out, leading to a back street. Well, they were all back streets in this part of the city, but this one was even less visible, with no cameras. "When Northgate decided to police-state it up, they abandoned use of these side streets. Why give fugitives another method of escape? It's how I get around unseen." He looked back at Sass. "Remind me to share where they all are, sometime. As far as I know, there's maybe one camera, at most, per each of these streets."

He took a contract from Sass's stack. "Huh. Roland's Emporium of Curiosities. Sounds like a real stand-up business." He shrugged: jobs were jobs. "Location...Donelly. That's district three. He tossed the paper at Jager. "Here, you lead. I'll see what I can remember about the place." Relic motioned to the hidden door. "After you."