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"How much further are you planning on tracking her?" Nathaniel asked from the passenger seat of Sonja's 1969 Chevy El Camino.
Sonja didn't answer. She didn't have one. They had been on the road for almost a week and a half following the trail of Rafael's ex wife. When she had up and left her home in California, she had taken her and Rafe's son with her. He wanted to get to know his son, but his wife prevented that. Rafe had asked them to find his wife and request that he get a month with his son away from his ex wife Karen.
Sonja and Rafael were friends. Not incredibly close friends like she and Nathaniel were, but still good friends. Was Rafael a good enough friend for them to go all the way across the US to do a favor for him? Yes, but only within reason.
Shrugging at Nathaniel's question, Sonja looked at the sign that stated Welcome to Washington. Their next planned stopping place was a small town a few hours south of Seattle called Forks.
"Ok so, if we don't get any good leads on where Karen is in this next town then I'll call Jean-Claude. I'll ask him to send a jet to take us home. Does that sound good to you?" she asked Nathaniel, her eyes flicking form the road to Nathaniel, then back to the road. His long auburn hair was pulled up into a half pony tail. He was wearing a plain light grey t-shirt and jeans.
He merely nodded then looked out the window. This signaled that the conversation was over. Sonja chuckled and went back to concentrating on driving.