“Rolf,” he answered to the big man, Shield. They made their way out, no more stairs as they were already on the ground floor. Just as promised, there were two carriages waiting for them. Rolf got in one, along with Shield, the blind man, a rough looking fellow and a woman who called herself The Eel. 

Their combined smell quickly filled the carriage as the doors closed, and Rolf opened the curtain next to him to try to let fresh air in.

“Ya think we're allowed to wonder what kind of job it is now?”