The group had found themselves standing in front of another warehouse, this one much larger than the last.
Erika raised her hands and stopped them at the entrance.
"We'll be going in now. Puzo, let me handle the conversations, you have the thing, right?"
"Safe and sound," Puzo answered, sweeping a glance over at Elric and Claude.
"You two, since you're adventurers you must know a thing or two."
Claude's brows twitched at her remark. What did she think of herself again?
"It shouldn't, but the tension between my backers and the ones we're meeting is unnaturally high, so it can devolve into a fight." Erika looked at the three of them one at a time. "Take Puzo and run. Leave any fighting to me, and don't even think of helping, you'll only get in the way."
"Sure," Claude said. If she said all that, she sure must be something at the very least.
Erika went to the service door and knocked thrice, after a beat she knocked four more times.
