10/2/17-9:58am, 7/28/2023-4:05pm
….He spoke! He introduced himself as the Night Angel. “American??”, they asked. “Part American.” he answered back. He told them that he had uncovered vital information pertaining to this group. So instead of giving up his techniques for acquiring this information, he chose to avoid talking to the cops. But they weren’t having it. They wanted more answers, but he wasn’t going to cave in so easily, nope.
Unbeknownst to them was that he was secretly communicating with his car. He told his car where he was at. The car came to life. It made it’s way weaving around city blocks and pedestrians. Getting closer and closer. The man inside of this suit slowly turned or returned his attention back to the pissed off cops. He turned his head to the left slightly, looking around. He took his eyes away from one screen and looked at another. It was split into two. One was a map of Paris, the other half was a live camera feed from the car. He could talk to the computer inside of the suit and no one could hear him. He would switch the center screen with the other screens to look at other things. Voice patterns on one, body temps of everyone in the room on another and more. Less then 5 minutes later, she was here. She had a fix on his exact location in the building. And then it happened!…..

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