I Can Track Everything Novels & Stories

“Hоld on. I’ll lоg іn.” I hеаr the sounds of tарріng аnd a couple оf beeps аѕ Rуаn сhесk the ѕуѕtеm іn thе precinct. Wе have access tо glоbаl tracking ѕаtеllіtе information. It mеаnѕ we саn kеер аn еуе on аll long-term suspects, using thеіr phones.

"You can't break the rules until you know how to play the game." -Rickie Lee Jones- *** “The tracker is off. She seemed to notice it. Do you want me to do anything about it?” Ian was smoking his cigar in the living room when he heard the news. “You noticed it a little too late. I’ve seen it this morning. It’s connected to my device, after all.” Ian replied before blowing off the smoke. Lucas wondered why his boss seemed so calm about it. Perhaps he had expected more reaction out of him.

Harvey looked at Nicole in disbelief. "I'm not exaggerating. Just, be careful with every move that you make," she warned. 'Wear this so that I can track your location in real-time." Nicole gave Harvey a tiny tracker that possesses a recording function as well.

That’s it! “How the hell did you know all that? you just got here; how could you know what we spoke about?” he shook his head like he could not believe I asked him that. “I put a tracker on you, and a microphone. They are very small and can’t be detected. The tracker tells me where you are, and the microphone let’s me listen when things like these happen.”

Most of what is there doesn't really make sense to most of us but he explained it in details to us. "When I came back home, I went inside my room to access my laptop. For each of my siblings, I have a tracker installed. It's in their phones and their cars for the ones that have one," He looked at his siblings. " Don't look at me like that. I knew it was going to come handy one day and I hate that I'm right. Most of the time, I just use it to track their movements so I can know when they're lying to our parents, so I can blackmail them with the information, but I guess it's good I had the foresight. Anyway, since Rose had both her car and her phone with her, it means that both of them will be

Ranjiv answers. “Ranjiv, what’s that app for?” Ranjiv clears his throat. “Not good.” “What do you mean by not good, Ranjiv?” “It’s a tracker.” Bash snorts. “Everyone has that on their phones. They can just place a microdot if they wanted to track K.” “Oh yeah? You can track her phone even if it’s turned off? Even no cell site? Try to see it. It’s like a GPS that the military uses today. That app is a tracker, 99.9% accurate with a 24/7 recorder.”

just like he said. "What are you going to do?" I asked, looking up at Daniel. Daniel reached into his desk and pulled out a small, sleek black device. He walked over and fastened it around my wrist. It looked like a high-end watch, but there was no face. "It’s a tracker," he said. "It stays on. If you remove it, a silent alarm goes off. If your heart rate spikes, I get a notification. If you leave the perimeter of the estate, Marcus will have a kill order on anyone within ten feet of you."

I asked again. "Em....wait a minute, I think we can track her down." Rowland started and my eyes flew open. "What do you mean to track her down?" I asked again, "She isn't responding to my calls or..." "We both installed an app on our phone, that keeps track of our location, it doesn't matter if our lines are connecting or not" Rowland explained in a hurry, bringing out his phone from his pocket. Fuck me. So I thought of everything else, thought of places and people and I forgot something as basic as this?

Did she really have that little faith in me that she couldn’t wait and see? Turning back to the computer, I clicked the three separate trackers and flipped them on. Instantly, their vitals showed up as well as their locations. Not only did I have a spot on the map of their locations but I got the map coordinates of their positioning so if the map goes out, I still know where they are. “They’ve waken up.” Alec muttered as he pointed to the heart beat. “I thought that would take longer. We barely had enough time.” I was a little surprised by this.

I mumble to myself when I move toward the office and grab the laptop and open it up to see where the trackers have been. “Fen, can you call Titus?” I ask when he looks up at me as I move into the living room holding the open laptop. “Why?” he answers, and I roll my eyes. Seriously! “Titus owns a tech company in the human world. He makes drones for tracking. We can tag her and have the drones follow her. For all we know, she could be leading your trackers on a wild goose chase because she knows they are behind her. If we send in the drones, she won’t know they are there and we can tag her and they can give us possible trajectories as to where she could be going.” I say, feeling rather proud o