Safety was -- well. That was up in the air. Al-Janah took him out into potentially unfamiliar grounds, an empty and battered bathroom with graffiti on the walls and a trash can overflowing with paper towels. Dirty. One of the toilets clogged.
At this hour, the McDonald's bathroom hadn't been cleaned yet.
And Ricky was deposited in the middle of the room completely naked.
"It's twenty four hours. I'm sure someone'll come in who has a phone." He didn't linger to hear Ricky's objections. Just disappeared back through the mirror toward home, with a flash of a wave.