The crest of the hill, opposite the broadcast tower. Four apartment buildings in a square. I'll be in the quad in between them. There's a Yellow Line trolley in six minuets you could catch... but it takes another six minutes for it to get here, and I'm betting you can beat it.

[He starts cautious, and ends on a challenge. From ground floor hospital to the rooftops to the apartments and down, staying out of sight, takes him nine minutes, but he knows the best route.

He pauses, calls up the stopwatch app on his phone, thinking hard, and sets it for eight minutes, fifteen seconds. Then he wheels out the front door and waits.]