Axel gave the address with some rather unsettling tips because this was just not a good neighbourhood. "Don't listen to anything the sobbing girl in the hallway says, it's a trap. Trust me, it's not worth helping her, you'll end up missing an organ or something and the guy with the dog that sits outside? I know he looks like he could use your money but he's a Neo Nazi and he mostly wants to use it to get new knuckle dusters. Oh and don't use the lift. It works but someone got stabbed in it and no one ever cleaned it. It's a horror show."

Yep, James certainly lived in a beautiful side of Central City. "Come over maybe tomorrow? If you can. I'll be there all day. If not, Friday works, I'll be there from noon." He didn't always stay but sometimes it was nice to have a family dinner and catch up on their many, many arguments. "Yep, Axel Walker. I usually use Axel, if people find out then I can just pretend I spelt it wrong." It worked more often than he'd have thought it would. "I'm glad you like it."