This was the restaurant where Dale had met Archimedes. Dale stood on the sidewalk and stared into the doorway. This was where Archimedes had first offered to take Riadh in trade for training Dale. This was where he had treated Riadh like a non-feeling possession, like a thing.
Dale opened the water bottle in his hand. He pulled the baggie containing the bullet out of his pocket. If Summer was lying to him, he was going to be so pissed. Pulling the bullet out, he dropped it into the water bottle and shook it. Was the water a slightly different color? Maybe. It didn’t make a difference. Either this was going to work or it wouldn’t. Summer had said if Riadh was corporeal, Dale would be able to track him.
Hoping it didn’t taste too awful, Dale chugged a substantial part of the water. Okay, t
