This time when Dal texts the address, it's a few blocks south of where Gabriel picked him up last night. A certain Chinese restaurant with a closed gate over the entryway. It was a short, two-story building with a window or two on the upper level. It was probably designed to be storage, but the owners were renting some of the space out. Specifically to Dal. It's one of the only places that would take him with ID and a hefty deposit.

When Gabriel arrives, he'll find Dal leaning back against the brick facade with his hoodie up to keep the intermittent drizzle off him.