Dead Drop
The weapon in question was a police-issue Mossberg pump. A square box of 25 rounds was secured beneath it in the rack. Liam knew by the weight that it was unloaded.
There was a convenient narrow alleyway to his right, nestled between two storefront apartments, but this would take him further from his destination. There was a large mid-rise office building to his left. The lobby was darkened, but encased in glass. The doors, if locked, would pose no obstacle to him, but there was little cover beyond the bay of elevators. This building, too, had an alley behind it - though much further away from Liam's current position. This one was much larger and able to accommodate a truck.
There were heavy storm drains on both sides of the street, but this close to the Alhambra the cavernous system would be rife with traps. This was not the section he had familiarized himself with earlier that week.
Robyn, who could see clearly through the shadows, levelled her Tommy gun on the hood of the car and began firing. Evidently, the Redwatch were already in range.
[Roll wits + investigation, DC 7, no autos]