I Can Track Everything Novels & Stories

I cried out, my voice filled with desperation. “Maybe we don’t have to lose anyone. Aria can go, but not alone.” Pancho suggested. “No!, You heard her Pancho, if I don’t go alone, she would kill him.” I argued. He nodded, “I know, but we aren’t going with you exactly. The AISE has a GPS tracker, that can be implanted.” “We will know exactly where you are, when you meet up with Alexandra and then we can send backup. Alexandra wouldn’t suspect a thing.” He explained.

What if there’s something I’m not remembering? What if Logan knows what that something is? My phone buzzes in my pocket, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts. I pull it out, expecting a message from Nathaniel or an update from security. Instead, I see a notification from an app I almost forgot I had. The tracker. During the chaos of Gale being dragged out, I slipped a small device into his pocket. Nathaniel always insists on having it on me. Microscopic. Undetectable. Designed to alert me if he deviated from the expected route to the detention facility.

I did not notice when Leo and George walked into my office. "Good to see you Mr white", Leo said smiling and adjusting his glasses. He was one of our Tech guys. "The phone from our latest Technology can track phones that have been switched off, am I right Leo?" I asked ignoring his pleasantries walking over to him as he adjusted uncomfortably. “Affirmative Sir, All the phones from our latest technology can be tracked it's just that it is easier...” He replied looking around with confusion written all over his face. "Great, I need you to track a phone now" I replied eagerly cutting him off.

“And I don’t think you do either. We both have something the other needs, you just don’t know what yet.” Ian flashes a gracious smile, but having grown up with him, I can tell he’s calling bullshit. “We’re listening.” Uh, no. You and Ivan are listening. I checked out at the door. What Sean says next makes me check in in a hurry. “You need trackers.” “Say what?” I toss him an indignant glare. “No we don’t. I have some of the best trackers in the country.”

"Can you make it look like I am going to random places? Coffee shops, stores, restaurants. Nothing suspicious but nothing that matches my actual schedule." "I can do better than that. I can program it to follow a pattern that looks like a normal person running errands. The tracker will think you are living your life while you are actually doing whatever you want." "Perfect." He typed some more and then disconnected the tracker and handed it back to me. "Stick this back where you found it. The redirect is active now. Whoever is monitoring this will see you going to a grocery store on Fifth Avenue at two pm today even though I am guessing you will not actually be there."

Sh*t why is this tracker glowing! What am I gonna do? I'm doomed.

“How!? How is he following her!?” Startled by the intensity of the questions, the gray-eyed woman backed away. “I—he—he has an app.” “What kind of app?” “A phone—on the phone. It—it tracks another phone.” “What number is he tracking?” Wide-eyed, as if uncomprehending, the woman peered at him. “Mine. My phone’s in my car. The one they stole.” “Give me your number. Now.” Yanking his phone from his pocket, Marcus opened his own customized tracking app and entered it as the woman recited it quickly. “Thank you,” he replied, pivoting with barely a backward glance, heading for his car.

“You said you knew where she would be.” “I will. Over the past weeks, I’ve planted a tracking device—a couple—on Harris.” “We’re relying on black market trackers?” “I already tracked him to two locations. The data is stored in the cloud. Dickhead, let go.” Gage shoved her away. “Remember what I said I’d do if you fail.” “I won’t forget.” Movement in the distance drew Gage’s attention, and he squinted through the afternoon light. Spotting Gannon and Dishan, Gage nudged her along. “I won’t lie to my team. You’ll come clean.”

Owen bemoaned "Listen, Owen, just calm down; let me put you through. Now, when you get off this call, go instantly to the XXR section of your location settings and double-tap on it. It will generate an automatic link and forward it to the handle or message box of the person you intend. Once he or she clicks, the coordinates of the device's current location will appear permanently on that section of your device. I designed that notepad myself. Try this out and get back to me; it will work.” “Thanks a lot, sir; I never tried it this way before. I will do that immediately and get back to you.” Owen was about to hang up when Lucas immediately held him back to ask something that just occurred to

“You two go first. I’ll re-book and wait until the results of the elections are out, too.” He sighed, obviously against the idea. “Be careful, you two,” he said and glanced at my stomach. He’s right. I should be careful especially when I’m gonna run straight into another battle. My baby’s already going on adventures, and he still hasn’t been born. "Thank you, Matt. Here, take this.” I handed the tracker over to him. He suspiciously inspected it as I explained, “It’s a tracker. I broke my old one, so they gave me a new model. Always keep it with you so I know where to go. I’m gonna ask the inventor of that to give me access. Alright?”