[ why did this go straight to voice mail? probably because Pheme loves a spicy bit of drama. ]

Ada.

[ His voice sounds rusty, and there's more than a few reasons it might be, not all of them bad. But there's also a breathy, strained quality that doesn't bode well, either. ]

There's a road that leads out of town from the Naval Quarter. Follows the shore. Old shed, cart with no wheels right outside.

[ He hangs up, presumably meaning he wants to meet there. (Or he uh, passed out, one or the other.) ]