"Shhh," Duke hissed, and then immediately regretted it. "You're loud."

It was a very nice warehouse they were coming to in. Or maybe it was an old abandoned factory space. It was hard to tell so far, but they were in what was clearly an industrial broom closet.

At least it wasn't a meat locker?

Duke squinted at the bright yellow mop bucket in front of him. "I'm beginning to hate Baltimore."