"I got to go." Alex told Archer, patting him on the shoulder. "Thanks man, for all of this. Can you look further into it for me?"

"Sure."

Alex thanked him again and left the apartment in a rush. Heading down the stairwell he exited through the front door and hopped onto his motorbike, sticking the keys in the ignition he started it. He placed on his helmet and flipped the visor down before revving the engine and taking off. Veering between cars in a traffic jam Alex found himself at the front of the line, stopping at the red light. When the light turned to amber, Alex revved the engine twice before taking off again just as the light turned green.

He wasn't exactly sure of where this restaurant was, but he was pretty sure he had passed it a number of times in his work. The one upside to being a courier was that you got the rundown of the town pretty quickly. It didn't take him too long to find it as he pulled up outside and stopped the engine. Taking off his helmet holding it under one arm as usual he waved and called over. "Riley!" Alex's lack of safety gear apart from the helmet was often a worry to his friends. His jacket and jeans wouldn't do much to his body if he was unfortunate enough to crash and skid along the ground.