After parking his motorbike elsewhere (away from the Crypt), Claude waited until he saw the company car drive past before following it through the maze of warehouses. The car was much faster than he was and soon disappeared leaving Claude to navigate to the Crypt using memory. It was a quick trek and soon enough, he turned a corner to see James standing in front of the Third Eye mobile. "I hope this job pays well," Claude said aloud as he walked towards his companions, "God knows our dislike for this place."
Make love, not toast.