"All right," Zilker sighs. He runs a hand through his close-cropped hair and looks in the direction Ariadne's attacker fled in.
"Stay here and watch the bench. See if there's another drop-off, and find out what it is."
He sits on the bench and replaces the box.
"Don't call or talk to anyone. Right now, they've got your phone, so that's a connection. Reaching out to anyone is going to let them springboard off of you. I'll go see about getting your phone back. We need to figure out somewhere neutral to meet later. How's Nox sound, nine-ish?"