Arlan noticed Dickoy's sincerity, but it was still too early to trust the man.
"Mr. Roa, I've already called my friend. He said that he will wait for you at Tim Hortons coffee shop in Dela Rosa Makati."
"He wants to see me in such a populated street? Mr. Tuazon, it seems like your friend is quite bold. He even dares to smuggle restricted firearms in that kind of place." Arlan muttered jokingly. He couldn't help but recall a certain person as he said this.
Dickoy also chuckled in amusement. He was also surprised by the address sent by his friend. "Mr. Roa, he is quite a peculiar person, but you can rest assured. He is a very trustworthy man. This is his contact number."
"Alright. I make a move first. Please tell him that I'll be on my way there." Arlan muttered as he waved his hand at Dickoy. It was a few hours of travel for them to reach the location and they might even need more time because of the heavy traffic problem in Manila.