I Can Track Everything Novels & Stories

" Anything . " "Who supplied my husband with all the tracking devices that he planted in every single piece of durian in my handbags, jackets, coach clothing, everything that he has bought me, everything that I bought doesn't have a tracking device but everything that he bought me has a tracking device who supplied him? " "Is it going to make a difference ? " I rolled my eyes and looked at him seriously because whoever supplied my husband with all those tracking devices has supplied him with other things too and it's not too long until you surprise him with narcotics too and I've been through the whole rehab process I'm not going through it again with him

My love for this woman deepened with each day that passed. “Since I don’t know if it’s Brynn or Elle in the vision, I made one for each. It’s an implantable GPS tracker that has a bit of my glamour, which will essentially hide it even if they’re scanned for trackers. It’ll send a code red if either of them gets seriously hurt as well because it has preset parameters. If their health drops outside of those parameters then I’ll be alerted since it’s tied to my magic.” I let out a whistle of appreciation for her brilliance. That made Callum start clapping even though he did not understand what she had done.

“Okay, I concede you might have a point. I’m not used to waiting, and I’m sure as hell not used to forging my way through the jungle, so how am I supposed to find her?” “Since you’re not a subscriber, you probably don’t know there’re advantages you can buy.” As he spoke, Foster removed something from his pocket and held it out to me. I look down at it doubtfully. “What is it?” It was roughly the size of a candy bar and didn’t feel much heavier than one when I took it from him a moment later as he shook it gently in my direction. “A GPS tracker. All their backpacks have one, so the staff can keep track of them, but for an additional fee, you can buy a device with your chosen prey’s coordinate

Alejandro POV I knew where she was the moment she left. Even before before her text lit up my phone—I need space—. I had been tracking her since she walked out of the house. Not because I didn’t trust her—I did. I just didn’t trust the world to keep her safe. After everything that had happened—being taken, attacked, and nearly killed—I’d taken precautions. The app I had made was custom-built, encrypted, and capable of tracking her phone even if it was off. I had this app made exclusively for us. As long as the device had been used in the last 24 hours and wasn’t wiped, it could be tracked.

she answered immediately, "is everything alright?" "Pull up the tracker for Irene," I commanded. "I need her location." The tracking system was something I installed in everyone, it was a precaution I had implemented years ago. Not just Irene but everyone in my household. There was a pause. "Your Majesty... why? Has something happened to her?" My jaw clenched. "She might be in danger." "Yes, sir. One moment." As I waited, my fingers drummed impatiently against the window. Todd was pacing restlessly, agitated in ways that made no sense for a breeder who meant nothing to me.

“Smart enough to be dating a super hot, super sexy, super kind, super intelligent, and super generous woman like you.” She giggles and leans against me. “So, Tracker asked me to help her continue searching for Patrick, Peter, and Justine. I was hoping to come work with you, but I don’t want to interrupt you.” “Bring your computer in here. If you have questions and Tracker goes offline, then you’ll have me as a backup. Since they’re three hours ahead of us, she’s pregnant, and her mate is in the hospital, she’ll probably go offline soon.” “Really?” she asks excitedly.

“Another gun?“ I joke as I open the box. Inside is a brand new phone. “Jace—” “Listen.” He cuts me off. “There’s an app already downloaded on it. It tracks your location, so I’ll always know where you are.” I frown. “That’s a little...” “And you’ll have my location, too,” Jace adds quickly. “Please, Norali. I didn’t know where you were half the time, and it scared me shitless. This is for my peace of mind. If something happens, at least I’ll know where you are.”

He nods understandably and gives me some words of encouragement which do little to uplift my spirits cause I have been hearing them from my parents for two weeks. "Why don't you plant one of those your invisible trackers on that Carly girl, to monitor her movement. This could give you guys a clue on where she's probably keeping the inventions and the best part is she won't know about it," Mr. Trainor suggests and I whip my head up to look at him. "That's actually a decent idea, I can't believe I didn't think of it. Thanks Mr. Trainor, I'm glad I came to you today," I say.

He told me to search round, for anything I liked. I walked round the store and then mindlinked Adam and showed him the phone it was an iPhone. The details about the phone was written under it and attendant came to ask if we saw anything we liked. We showed him, he told us about the phone and when he mentioned the price. I quickly changed my mind about it. I didn't really find phone necessary now that I could mindlinked with people around me, the only usefulness now for phone was to be able to know the happenings in the country and too move along with the advancement in technology. Adam didn't listen to me and handed him his debit card. They brought back his card with the phone. As we were wa

I take a deep breath and open my eyes, slowly staggering out of the hospital room. I cling to the wall, walking toward Clara’s hospital room, phone in hand. At the same time, I swipe out of the app and open a tracking one. Because Adrian is so busy and can’t always be there for me, I created a program to track his whereabouts. It is my little secret—one no one knows, not even Adrian. My eyes immediately lock onto Adrian’s name and bubble. He is moving in the direction of the hospital. My heart swells, a smile growing on my face.