Brazen stood stunned for a moment after the darkness settled in. The feeling of calm that the lack of technological hum in the background brought was a relief to a deep part of her which remembered the simplicity of her mother. Slowly, she let the chaos fill in. The whole force was in disarray. You would think they had never lived through a power outage. Though, in their defense, this one bore the knowledge that it would be permanent.

Brazen started walking but paused when she came to the spot Plissken's hologram had stood. He was the antithesis of the madness that surrounded her. Even when he was told he might die there was not a hint that he had lost that stoic façade. Snake was not chaotic but precise with a military precision people had discovered too late. The man was anything but stupid.

Her eyes turned up to the ridge ringing her position. Susan couldn't help but wonder where he was. The holocam had audio send and receive but not visual. That meant he had to be close enough to see who and what was going on with the naked eye. A shiver crawled up Brazen's spine. He wasn't a half mile away like Malloy suspected. He was close. The patrols would hit that maximum distance thinking he was trying to stay away and in the end pass him by. The Snake would slip past their flanks and disappear just as he said would happen.

She admired his tactics and abilities even if she would never admit it. Plissken was efficient, level headed and resourceful. Those were all traits she admired in herself and oddly the other police didn't like them as much. She had to wonder if that was part of the raging hatred they had for Plissken.

"Brazen."

Malloy's voice stunned her when she realized that she was still staring at the ridge. "Sir?"

"We are regrouping at the Deportation Center. You should be ready to brief the men on tracking Plissken at first light."

Brazen nodded. By first light he would be miles gone in who knew what direction. There would be nothing to brief them on come morning. Brazen kept that point to herself. Malloy walked away and Brazen glanced back to watch him for a moment. She hated how they treated her, more like a computer full of knowledge than a person. It was the only thing she disliked about her position, that and Malloy himself.

Susan resumed her scan of the area. He had to be up to see over the trees or in a clearing. He had to be close enough to see when people were talking to his hologram. Her mind turned over the information she had. Backlit or forelit? She tried to deduce the position most advantageous. His hologram wouldn't show if things were back lit so he had to be behind the fire looking over it. She spun around to observe the dying fire from the helicopter crash. It was still too bright to see the hills behind. Cover, that fire had kept them from noticing.

Susan's mind replayed the crash. The hills behind the fire would have been on the passenger side. He had to crawl across and jump out before the crash and out of the explosions range. Brazen approached the fire and stood with it over her left shoulder as she peered into the sparsely forested hillside. Halfway up there was a clearing that seemed level with a huge rock.

Her eyes went wide. He'd probably been close enough to hear them talking without the audio capabilities. Instantly her nerves were on end. He could be right there in front of her. Brazen was momentarily terrified but it swiftly passed. Plissken wouldn't risk taking a shot with so many officers still on the field behind her. Now was her chance.

Susan started up toward the clearing intent on tracking down a Snake before she had to brief the men in the morning.