Lin continued on her way to the place she currently called home. It was a good distance from the tea house even on her newly 'acquired' sports bike. It wasp th garage an older model Honda with an all-black paint job, it seemed to suit Lin just fine. She rode to an abandoned parking complex which now acted as a sort of hotel for the homeless, just behind it was an old mechanic's garage which Lin had been using as her own. It was here that she stored most of her things as it was a very secure location and far enough out of sight that you could easily miss it if you didn't know where to look. She quickly locked up her bike and headed out once again for the payphone mentioned in the letter from Mr. Dust. 

The address mentioned in the letter was about twelve blocks from Lin's garage so the walk wouldn't be long. When she finally reached the right street she could see a lone payphone. It was clearly old and decrepit but it rang as she approached. Lin stood before the ringing phone for a moment and checked her surroundings. After the third ring she picked up the phone and a man spoke tersely, he gave the address of the meeting place and hung up.