Clare’s journey across town was sedate. On the way, there was a call from the radio in the front of the car. It was a call for Jennifer.
“Hi, this is Delta Seven. We have been following the Firefly. They have identified us and our starting to move out of our range. Damn, they just jumped a red light. We have had to stop. Now I can see them turning down another street. Don’t think we should put on any lights around here.