Az Baz nears the Palace, he taps twice on the steel divide, a warning. He slows the truck down, wrestling it around several 90-degree bends and into a darkened alley. He pulls up over a sewer cover and shuts down the engine. He retrieves his shotgun, gets out and sneaks into the back.<br/><br/>"Closest I could get" he explains once he's inside, his voice barely above a whisper. "Reckon we're about half a mile, maybe a mile from the lake. I tried to line the cover up with the hole in the back" he glances down. He's maybe 6" off-centre. "And I didnae do too bad. We all ready to rock?"