>Ask what he wants

"What is it now, Murk? The next delivery on my schedule isn't for another three days."
Murk gives a croaking chuckle. "This one's expedited. Says they need it before the sun sets, whenever that will be. Sun hasn't set for a week now..." he says, trailing off. "Anyway, here you go."
He hands you a paper-wrapped parcel. You swipe your Trackie over it, and the little device gives a beep. Its heavy raster screen displays a map in ASCII.▮

    
            ┌------------------------------------┐
            |TRACKIE VER.11.6               Z    |
            |                             C ┼ S  |
            |                  ^^^          N    |
            |            ^^ ^^                   |
            |        ^^      ^^^         TARGET  |
            |         ^^^                   O    |
            |                   ╔═╗              |
            |     ^^            ╚═╝    ╔═╗       |
            |                ╔═══╗╔═╗  ╚═╝       |
            |                ║   ║╚═╝            |
            |                ╚═══╝ ╔═╗           |
            |                      ╚═╝           |
            |                                    |
            |    X                               |
            |                                    |
            └------------------------------------┘