The ride wasn't far, and thankfully traffic was very light at this hour. Damien knew he was approaching the location Rand had said to meet. Some... piece of shit Chevell or.. Nova... or some shitty old car was in front of the building. Damien passed the place up for a lot a block away and stashed his bike inconspicuously against a tree win the darkness. He came back on foot, stealthing into one of the basement windows that was broken. Voices. He recognized Rand and Conner, and it sounded like a girl was with them too. Damien inwardly hoped neither of them had brought their girlfriends, because this was supposed to be serious business. He listened from the shadows, picking a wall to lean up against. A mouse ran by his foot, catching his notice. The trio were sitting at a table. His watch began.