A lookout at one of the dust-ridden windows suddenly sign-languaged to the Guildmaster. The Guildmaster looked alarmed, then abruptly calm. He then turned to Adrian, who had just briefly experienced the pleasures of the new sofa.
"Adrian... are you sure you weren't followed?"
"Uh..." Adrian sat up. Oh, no. It couldn't be. That bar girl... "No, Guildmaster."
Unfortunately for Adrian, the Guildmaster saw the subtle faltering in his voice and rounded on him. "You lazy, worthless, inefficient-"
"I'll take care of it, boss," Rat chimed in. He didn't want any more trouble, especially if the integrity and secrecy of Lizard Guild was about to be jeopardized. He swiftly scaled the wall and kicked open the window directly under the main door. He dropped down, turned around and drew his daggers at the intruder. "Steady, steady now, child. You're about to tell us how and why you decided to come knocking at death's door."
As soon as he said that, black cloaks surrounded the immediate vicinity. Some wielded crossbows, some wielded spears and nets. Hmm. These had to be Adrian's men.
"Perfect timing, boys. Now help me get this girl inside."
One of the cloaks politely opened the door for Rat and the intruder, revealing the interior of Safehouse Fourteen.