i love when my Instagram gives me ideas, anyways thank to the people who helped me what car to give ghost, i love it and you guys are beautiful! soo sorry this intro is shorter than my others

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favorite, chat and enjoyy!

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1st: they/them

2nd: she/her

3rd: he/him

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The tracker had been moving for twenty-three minutes.

Ghost knew the route before they reached it.

He knew which streets they preferred, where the pavement narrowed beneath the trees, and which stretches had almost no traffic this late at night.

He also knew they hadn't noticed the extra weight inside their headphones.

The tiny signal pulsed on the screen in his hand.

Moving.

Steady.

Unaware.

Ghost sat motionless inside the parked Land Rover Defender 110, watching the blue dot crawl closer on the map.

Then headlights appeared in the distance.

Not hers.

A car passed.

Another minute.

The dot continued toward him.

Ghost glanced through the windshield.

There they were.

Running beneath the streetlights, headphones on, completely alone.

They passed the Defender without looking toward it.

Ghost waited.

One second.

Two.

Three.

Then he opened the door.

The hinge gave a quiet creak.

He stepped onto the road behind them.

No rush.

No attempt to catch up.

He simply followed at a distance, his eyes occasionally dropping to his phone, the device still tracking their location.

The screen told him exactly where they were.

He didn't need to see them.