Matt tapped the side of his helmet, answering Reggie's call. He was already on the bike, taking a longer route to the destination. "Hey. I'm on the way. Gonna circle around and do a slow drive-by to check for immediate security. I'm about two minutes away, so I'll let you know what I see and where to pitch a tent." He gunned the motor, taking a sharp turn and heading for one street past the garage. Exactly two minutes later he passed the address. The immediate impression was completely innocent. No visible threats of any kind, including cameras or fences. It was technically an auto repair building on the corner, with a sidewalk and several feet of grass between it and the pavement. It had a wide service entrance into a large two-car bay (currently open for business, with a white sedan on the lift and two mechanics checking the tires) and a small six-car parking lot on the side. This led into a large roll-up door (the service entrance, perhaps), along with a one-pane office door. Not a single thing was out of the ordinary. Matt sighed. "It's an auto-repair garage. One car in service, but room for two. No guards, no fences, no cameras, nothing. I didn't get a good look at the mechanics but they're unarmed, not surprisingly. I dunno. This place is too...visible. Exposed. No room for error." He ran it over in his head. Bad place for a meeting. Good place for a quick escape. Bad for guns, good for an alibi. It had the looks of another dead-end, but it was better than nothing and Matt wasn't about to let an opportunity slip by. He had passed the building once and was circling around for another pass. If he drove by too many times, he would look suspicious. He needed an alibi of some kind. An idea struck him. "I'm going in. Gonna fake the need for an auto repair and give the place a look, then bail." He pulled into a nearby alley and turned the bike off. Moving quickly, he removed the cap from the tire valve in his front wheel and pressed the valve in, rapidly deflating the tire. He waited until it was almost drained, then restarted the bike and pulled it into the garage. "Excuse me! Do you guys work on bikes? I just got a flat tire."