Blue Jay Location Rdr2 Novels & Stories

After that, I left the car in a deserted place and walked about 7 miles to get to the train station. I want to go to Blue River because my mother is there. Blue River Pack is my mother's hometown. It's a small Pack located in a desolate canyon. I've been there. Around the time my mother and I were kicked out of the Dead Forest, my mother took me to the Blue River, but we weren't there long before she remarried Alpha David. The memory of that place has faded from my mind. Now, I return there with a renewed sense of discovery. If it's my mother's hometown, people will be more friendly to me there. I hope my thinking is correct.

“It wouldn’t matter. Not to my Dad. He doesn’t care about proof anymore, Blair.” I sat back, swallowing the tightness in my throat and keeping the rest of my thoughts to myself. The rest of the drive passed in silence, interrupted only by the occasional directions from his GPS. Eventually, we pulled into a secluded lot near a small private airport. There weren’t many people around. I only saw a few security personnel and a single jet waiting at the edge of the runway, its shiny white body gleaming under the morning sun. A tall guy in jeans and a leather jacket stood near the aircraft with his hands in his pockets. When he saw Kade, his face lit up.

Crash! The sound of wood splintering echoed through the market. Carrie whipped her head around. "What was that?" Dean immediately stepped in front of her, blocking her view of the groaning man in the pile of smashed crates. "Nothing," Dean said quickly, pointing at a roof. "Look! A blue-tailed hawk. Very rare." Carrie whipped her head away in an instant, but the smile hovering on her lips vanished when she saw the empty roof. "I-I don't see anything."

Before anyone could speak, Paula's voice suddenly shattered the silence over the headset. "Mr. Chris!" Chris immediately stood up. "What is it?" Paula's voice sounded far more tense than before. "The drone has spotted a vehicle leaving through the forest route!" Chris immediately turned toward Brandon, who had just entered the room. "Put it on the screen." Brandon immediately raised the tablet. The drone feed showed a black SUV speeding along a narrow dirt road toward the forest on the northern side of Carrington Bay. Paula zoomed in on the image. "Its speed is increasing."

As the spell reaches its climax, Jasper falls forward, his finger on the map. Dropping their hands, the other two open their eyes as I lean down to look at where his finger has landed. It points to a spot south of us on 101, deep into Mendocino county. Thankfully, they haven't made it too far, yet. "That's in Blue Moon Pack territory," Axel recognizes. "Our pack lands end in Ukiah." Filing that information away for later, I ask, "Do you have anyone stationed that far south?"

"Quiet night." "The Architect doesn't sleep, Jace," I grunted. "Neither do we." I stopped at the console. The holographic map of the continent was active. The South was red. The Heartland was a pulsing green dot where my family was hiding. And the North... the North was blue. Secure. Or so we told ourselves. "Radar contact," Jace said, frowning. "Single bogey. Low altitude. Moving fast over the Canadian shield."

He's tired and drenched to the core. "I can't find dry firewood anywhere," he says sullenly, sitting down next to Indra. "It's okay. Let's hope it stops raining soon,' she says in an effort to comfort him. The Siberian Jay soars through the rain and lands on a pyramidal spruce trees whorled branch. Indra glances at the tiny bird, which also seems to be seeking shelter from the icy rain drops. Suddenly there is a rustling in the wet leaves. The noise stands out against the continuous pitter patter of the rain. Indra and Vimar wearily turn their heads towards the sound to locate it.

Then I pulled the speaking stone from my pocket. “The plan stands,” I said to the stone. “But I need a new condition. A private jet, waiting at the designated spot. On the northern border, due east of the Blackwater Creek, there’s a large, lightning-struck oak tree. Your pilot won’t be able to miss it.”

But even without the light, we could all see perfectly. Rick pulled up at Cedar Lake just as Big Bird started regaining consciousness. Annie grabbed him, restraining his arms. "What's going on?" Big Bird asked groggily. "Oh, Boy Blue here was just telling us about 'V.' Other than that, nothing much," Annie said, matter of fact. "You what?" Big Bird yelled at Boy Blue. "Man, I had to!" Boy Blue defended himself. "What else is there to know?" Annie asked, pulling his head back, shoving the gun to his temple.

I huffed. I tiptoed through the hallway, my entire body tight and quivering, my mind racing and my throat dry. We made it through the door unchallenged. A cherry oak desk stood at one end of the room with a thick, padded leather chair on either side. A table lined one wall covered by a large map. I padded over to the map. Green and red pins all dated dotted its surface. "Their targets?" Izzy suggested. Several green pins and two red pins marked Mountain Ridge. I shook my head. The green pins covered Cedar Wood and Mountain Ridge and a few human places between. The red pins spanned the globe.