He's taken every precaution.
He's dug up the most casual outfit he could possibly find, chose an hour late enough that barely anyone was around but early enough not to draw unnecessary attention. The meeting place was a wooden gazebo at McKinley Park, conveniently situated in the center of a mostly empty space that allows for easily spotting anyone who might eavesdrop. To get there he took a bus, or more accurately: buses, because he changed the lines twice. Time and location were texted to the Onyx Queen at the day of the meeting, less than ten hours ago.
Alexander wondered if he's going mad, if it's not a bit paranoid. He hoped their next meeting would be different, completely not about business. Well, no such luck. To be frank, he wasn't certain if Sasha is going to show up at all, not after what happened at the Maze. And yet, that's on the agenda today.
He created hundreds of scenarios and openings for this meeting, and if the Dancer does show up, she'll hear something like "Apologies for contacting you so suddenly, and in such unfavorable circumstances, but you know what they say: better safe than sorry." There will be a weak smile to make up for the apologetic tone, that will now shift into something more collected. "But we need to talk about what happened the other day" And there can be no question ust what day exactly Alex is referring to.