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36. The Stalker

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SOFIA

After my conversation with Val, I knew what I had to do now. Finding Hector shouldn’t be so difficult now, as long as I would widen my search and focus on places he could be hiding in.

My first instinct was South America. It just made so much sense. I mean if Hector Alonzo wanted to vanish, wnd leave nothing behind so no one would find him, he wouldn't stay on the grid. He would retreat to somewhere that he spoke the language, and he could easily slip past law enforcement. He wouldn’t want to go too far, because he would still want to keep his ear to the ground. And since I knew he’d come to the States a few weeks ago, it narrowed my search down significantly. All I had to do was cast the net by switching up my proxy. I dug through customs records and fragmented border logs. I even hacked into some databases that I knew I wasn’t supposed to, and I just let the computer work its magic.

Once I allowed the queries to run in the background, I encrypted the route and rolled away f
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