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"Where are you?"
Silence and a blast of techno music was heard on the phone. She didn't have to hear him say the words of his location because she already knew.
There is only one place that Reagan likes to hangout where there's techno music.
It's an underground bar in the corner of eleventh and tenth Avenue North of downtown. From what she remembered, Reagan had a share of the place hence he like hanging out there even though he's not really a fan of techno music.
It's the rave for a certain group of people that patronize the place. It's a lucrative business from what she heard.
And now that she knows some of the hanky panky business that Reagan deals on the side, the place is a perfect place to conduct his business.
