I Can Track Everything Novels & Stories

"You don't get to do that. You don't get to take my things. You don't get to decide what I can and can't have. Give me my phone." He didn't stand up. He just looked up at me from the couch. "Marcus will track you," he said. I stopped. "What?" "Your phone. He has your location. Your contacts. Your calendar. Your messages. Everything. If you go home, he'll know. If you go to a hotel, he'll know. If you go to Piper's, he'll know. He put a tracker on your phone three months ago. I found it last week." The room tilted.

He gave me a promise that whenever I needed his help, he would be more than willing to help me. "Hello Stephan, my man, it has been so long." "Hello Ray, how is business going?" "Business is good, my man; how is everything going?" "Great, Ray, I need your help with something." "Stephan is always straight to the point; I like it. What can I do for you, my man?" "Can I buy a tracking device from you?" "The type that can self-destruct if it senses another device like it?" "Hmmm." He was quiet for three minutes.

I don't even bother to talk with the secretary anymore, besides she is only doing her job and there's nothing I can do about that. When I get out of the building I see Miguel and it comes to my attention that with all we installed for my safety, there's an app that tracks my phone, maybe I can do the same with his. "Miguel, can you help me with something?" I asked him as I approached the car. "Of course Miss James, how can I be of assistance?" I take out my phone and hand it to him. "There's an app on my phone that tracks my whereabouts, Domenic has one too can you read on there where he is please." Miguel was defiantly surprised by this and I can see on his face he doubted it.

I got my laptop immediately and I turned on my device and started the tracking immediately. To be sure I wasn’t making a mistake, I decided to track both get phone and wallet at the same time. If I find both in the same location, I will know that she is definitely at that place and that is where I would go. I hoped the devices would be in the same location, and that was my hope as I traced both devices, but I didn’t get the results I was hoping for. They weren’t in the same location, they were not even moving in the same direction. One is stagnant in one direction, while the other one is moving so fast that I wondered where it could be heading to.

He began to fondle my breasts slowly. “Hey, Grace. This is insane. You are really putting me into temptations.” Ken said, but he pulled me hard against his body. “Assure me that your husband isn’t coming back.” Ken told me. I stood up, went over and took my I pad. I opened a tracking system that was installed on it. It would track my husband’s phone, exact location to the precision of 10 meters. I froze the moment the tracker indicated that the phone was so close to me, proximity of just 10 meters! Ken must have realized my horror upon the realization that my husband could as well be right outside the house.

Ken nodded. Reno immediately activated his internal tracker. The system wasn’t just any tracker; it was one Reno had created himself, beyond the security standards of any company. It normally never failed. But today was different. The system displayed consecutive red notifications. “ERROR. Unable to track suspicious activity.” Reno narrowed his eyes. “Impossible.” Ken stepped closer. “Is there a problem, Sir?” “Someone cut off the transaction trail. Even my system can’t find a gap.” “As in… completely clean?” Ken asked.

“The tracker uses GPS and a software application to show your real-time location via an internet connection. The blinking dot is still pointing to your former location because that was where you were when your phone died. Once your phone is charged and back on, it’ll point to wherever you are at that moment.” He glanced at me, explaining further. “It’s not some invasive tool like a camera or microphone that lets me see or hear what you’re doing. It only tracks your location. So you don’t have to worry about me invading your privacy. As long as your phone is on and connected and with you, I can pinpoint your exact whereabouts and find you if you’re in danger. I noticed you were at that place

“She’s not escaping this one. That man might be a walking dumpster fire, but he’s still our dumpster fire.” Ivy snorted. “Please, where will you even find her? She wasn’t in class all day.” I just grinned and pulled out my phone, unlocking it with a few quick taps and they all leaned in. “What’s that?” “A tracker.” They blinked. “I installed a tracking app on Sasha’s phone,” I said sweetly, “because our dear Sasha has too many bad habits, like vanishing for days, getting drunk in club toilets, or hooking up with dudes who look like walking hepatitis.”

I tried to login again but it was still the same results. “How was this even possible? What happened to the tracker?” I took out my phone and called my technologist friend to ask him what the problem was. “Can you send me the IP address of the tracker?” “Yes, i just sent it to you.” “Okay j would do a quick scan on it now.” I waited patiently for his computer systems to finish booting up all system updates from the tracker. “Hey any update yet?” “Yes, i can see her locations for over the past few days and the one if this morning.”

My jaw tightened as I drove deeper into the city, the scenery shifting around me, buildings rising higher, streets getting busier, people everywhere doing normal things like the world isn’t slowly being pulled apart behind the scenes. It almost felt unreal. Too calm. Too loud in a different way. Cars everywhere. Voices. Lights. No scent trails strong enough to track anything clearly. It’s messy and annoying. But not impossible. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small device, no bigger than my palm, dark, simple, built by me, tested by me, and very effective when used right. I made sure of that before leaving. Two trackers exacted from all the transactions and calls place by the I kno