Dragon hung up the phone after the usual ' who do I not piss off' call about 5 minutes before reaching the place he was told to show up at in the letter he got from back home.
" well...that was fucking useful. ' he muttered, turning back up the Music he's been blasting since leaving Los Angeles. He heads to the building in question, looking a tad bit concerned as there's little activity outside, so he takes his sidearm with him.
He heads to the main doors, after checking the area on his walk up, before trying to enter the building.