Wed 1.31-On the hunt

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Ken let the phone ring once before he hung up. Instead he fiddled with the phone a bit, both grateful and frustrated that Omi badgered them into getting high-end models instead of the plain, simple one he wanted.

 

After a couple mistaken hits, he sent Omi a text to his email and to his phone, just in case he was at the computer, waiting.

 

#We’re headed northbound on Crane highway, think we have target in site. Don’t know if B. has cell or not. Any tracking advice useful; afraid we might lose him. Be aware of possible Schw. activity in the area.#

 

“Let me know when you want me to take over. I know your leg has to be killing you.” Ken barely looked up from his texting when he made the offer. He knew Ran would probably turn him down, but it made him feel like he was doing something useful.

 

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Ran would have slapped the wheel, had he had the energy. He settled for a glare that conveyed everything he needed it to. "We'll find them!" He snapped.

He turned another corner, palm slipping again on the wheel before he strengthened his grip through sheer strength of will.