It was right when Roman snuck her way into the Gold Dostrict that he first got the uncertain feeling in her stomach. Someone was following her, she knew it. She didn't know who it was, or where they were, or even if whoever it was actually intentionally meant to follow her. She ducked casually around a corner, then peered out at the sparse people milling about the streets, to see if she could locate whoever it was. For all she knew, this whole job offer could have been a setup, and maybe that woman sent the authorities after them all. Or maybe it was her opponent on this job.
She didn't know.

Meanwhile, Grim sauntered along allyways, looking around for seemingly no apparent reason. He stopped at a tallish house and looked it over, as if in appraisal. There was no one around. He started climbing.