The idea of going into Centerpiece made EV's stomach drop, but she knew as soon as he said it that they had no choice. If you were going to do something, you couldn't just do it halfway. "Yes, I think you're right. Centerpiece it will have to be."

The Vench crossed back over to the window and glanced down at the market again, looking for disturbances. If the agents were still chasing them, wouldn't they have been here by now? She could not hope that the thugs or the business of the market would have been enough to dissuade them. And yet nothing moved out of the ordinary in the streets below them and the sense of dread that always tingled along her setae was distant, no longer tinged with the horrible urgency of the chase. She watched a little longer then turned back to the elf.

"I think if we're going to leave, it will have to be soon. They appear to have stopped chasing for some reason and we need to take advantage of that while we can." The Vench glanced at the wardrobe - had it been in their collection of maps? They had gotten this far when they had been collecting data for her work in Centerpiece, but had never been able to enter the building itself. Still... "If that gate is in here, it almost definitely leads to Centerpiece. The Central engineers would not have left it in place if it did not serve a useful purpose - they're very big on gate destruction over there. Of course, the only question is where exactly."

The perfect way for a business man to manage his discreet encounters. No doubt there were gates that let out near the entrance to this building as well - no one sees you go in, no one sees you go out. That thought made EV feel significantly less secure.

"Even if we go through however, we can't just waltz around Centerpiece. The Central agents will almost certainly have put out a reward on both our heads by now. So we'll need to step carefully." How exactly they would do this, she had no idea.

"Well, into the wardrobe then?"