The American Bike Trail runs along the river of the same name on the northern edge of Downtown Sacramento. At night it isn't much to look at since the trail doesn't have its own lighting, but the city's lights illuminate it well enough before the shadows consume everything beyond the treeline and the river itself. N. 10th Street ends after a passing through a series of warehouses, some active while others lay abandoned and in need of restoration. Only a couple blocks over is a large undeveloped area awaiting new investors and growth, perhaps waiting in vain.
Konrad hangs out on the sidewalk at the end of the road, leaning against the building and working his way through a cigarette pack. He pages idly through his phone contacts list while he waits, noting how many Kindred were now absent in the Domain. Such promise and potential, and now just a name on the digital screen. Easy come easy go. He wondered if this new Carthian cohort he is meeting with would yield new opportunity.
-1 Vitae for Blush of Life. Equipment: Lockpicks & Athletic Shoes