Sorry so short ;u;/
Neither were expecting where the little dot appeared. Tracking the active gps was easy, they went to the website did not even have to use police resources. The little slip of paper had everything they needed to find him. Keith was the one who used his laptop. Simple keystrokes typing in the address in and watching it go. Simple setup as well just put in the tracking numbers and it would show a map. Sure as day it did. It showed the car currently in a small town hours away!
"Altea Heights?... He didn't leave the state but he went to a small as hell town. So small even I didn't know existed.. I, ME! I didn't know about this town,Shiro! I memorize maps! This town was not on even on google maps!"
"Calm down Keith. We know where he is. He's at a market right now so we don't know where he's staying yet. Given how long it'll take to drive there we should go now. He might not be staying there he could just be there for the night passing though. We can not be sure he's not going to leave the state." Shiro leaned in to read the map taking in any information he could that may help before he continued speaking. " That area is near the edge he's about another 3 hours away from the next state. And chasing him out of the state won't be worth it til he settles someplace and we've no guarantee he will keep that car if he even suspects we may be able to track it. so we need to use this time to catch up. It may be our best shot."
"I love when you're calculated like that. Reminds me of the first time we killed together."
"Heh I know that look and sadly, as much as I would love to, we have a stray kitten to catch."
Keith just nodded "mmm I hate when you're right. But you are right. We need to go. I'll drive. It'll cut the time in half!" he exclaimed with great excitement despite Shiro's hesitantations he agreed. "Your car though. Mine doesn't get as fast."
"Well mine is an actual salvaged race car so yeah, no duh. The highway would be easier,more direct route, Although cops would be harder to avoid. We'll have to use these back roads. Hopefully they're pretty empty and I can go wild. Me and red have been itching to get out since I mainly use my bike in the city." Keith had a great smile on his face. He loved his car. He stole it from a junkyard he used to work at in his hometown. Texas was known for many things, Race cars is one of the bigger ones and when one of Keith's racing idles crashed, then his wrecked car showing up in their junkyard? Well there was really only one option. He could not let his icon's car be turned into scrap when it could be fixed with….well a lot of elbow grease.
Point being that car got over 200 miles per hour and would break every speed sign on the way there. They didn't waste much time after putting together their plan. Shiro packed supplies, rope, knives, tape, along with food and whatever else they may need for this. Keith, meanwhile, moved the map to his phone to use as a gps as well as memorized the routes he'd need to take in case of losing signal. It was a small town after all. By the time they met at Keith's car they were more than ready for this trip.
Keith was already getting a bit excited now that he was behind the wheels of Red. She was purring beautifully. Engine roaring to life. He knew he couldn't go too fast until they got to the backroads but he let out a excited 'WOOO!' and let his foot hit the gas like lead. She ran smooth. Curving edges avoiding police setups. Even the sharpest turn was easy. " Oh how I have missed you baby."
"Be careful I might get jealous." Shiro laughed, he was on his phone sending emails to both their bosses saying they'd be out for a while.
"Oh Please. You know you'll never live up to red." Keith teased as he finally made the last turn onto the first backroad. He didn't need to fuel up for a while so he increased his speed. " We should be there by 7 tonight if I maintain this speed."
Shiro nodded, " I let your boss and mine know that we'll be out for a while. Told them it's our anniversary and im surprising you with a romantic weekend. And well...not a complete lie. We have plenty of time to play now."
"Hunting together is always romantic Shiro."
Their trip went fast, both concentrating on what they needed to do. Keith's driving was steady and scary to everyone they pasted. It was only 55 through these roads and here Keith was pushing over 100. Route locked tightly in his mind and red's engine loud in his ears. He wasn't take his eyes off the road for anything.
Shiro meanwhile was focusing on planning. They were going to find Lance and follow him till a point when he's alone. Grab him and take him to probably a local abandoned building. Tie him up and get answers out of him. He pulled out his phone to look for abandoned buildings in that area that weren't guarded. He kind of doubted any would be given how small the town it was, one can never be too careful.
Night approached, the sun was setting as they reached the town. Keith pulled into a gas station to refill. Shrio checked the tracker on his phone. "He's no longer at the supermarket but he's still in town." he watched the little dot move slowly through the area making its way someplace before it disappeared. " what?!"
"What's wrong?" Keith finished refueling and put the nozzle away to look at what Shiro was doing.
"He disappeared, the signal dropped.. Wait it's coming back! He's heading ...into the mountains? That explains why it's dropping. Signals are not strong up there and look the road isn't even mapped. We'll have to find it ourselves. Damn." With a groan Shiro got back into the car.
"Well if this was easy it wouldn't be fun babe~"
Shiro smiled " You're right. The road to the mountains is likely around here? Looks like it's just off Arus Street."
"Let's go." Keith said following the trail before it got cold. Turnign into the street, finding the dirt road
Lance finished shopping around 4. Got a great stock up of food to last a while. It was time to restock his canned goods as well. That bad feeling had been following him all day. You'd think he'd learn to listen to his gut after so long. Even then he was a king of bad decisions. He told himself over and over again he'll be ok. He was safe in this off the map town.
He drove around the town, remembering when he first came to it. OR rather when it first came to him. His cabin had been in the mountains before the town was developed. He was even mistaken for native, it was so funny to see the early west settlers try to figure out his language and how he surprised them by speaking perfect english and saying he wasn't native. Lance helped build the town even though he knew it meant he couldn't stay in his cabin for much longer. It was heartwarming to watch a community build up.
All in the past now. Written in history. Lost in time. Lance didn't know who he was some days. Same name for centuries. Different lives. Personas..always himself deep down. You didn't' get as old as he was without losing a few morals along the way. You didn't learn truths about the universe that no average human would see without viewing society and everything differently. He knew people never truly died. And just knowing that made it easier to let go when they did. Sure it still hurt, but the hope of seeing his loved ones again eased the ache.
"We all emerge different then how we begun. By the end we are one with the earth again. As i grow older, see new miracles.. How do i return to ash and dust?" he mused to himself. The sun was setting and he had enough reflection for that day. Lance just wanted to settle in and relax. He'd be there for a while so why not. Finally he returned to the road back home. Heading up to his cabin for the night.
He parked in the garage, the doors closing before he could see lights coming up the road behind him. Lance was oblivious to the current predators on his trail. Or how they parked just out of sight among the trees in the dark. How they watched with binoculars, though his windows. Watched him put his jacket away and fall onto the couch in relief. How they smiled at how unaware he was.
How they plotted to catch him.
