"Is something wrong?" Judith asked Drake. He looked worried, Koko should have been back by now.
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After having no luck with the police, mainly from Lillin insulting their practice and calling the sheriff fat, Mason and her were wandering down the streets. Lillin figured that killers strike at night so they'd have a better chance at finding something then.
Mason sighed, they were never going to find anything if they kept wandering up and down the same street. He was proven wrong when they witnessed someone drag an unconscious girl into a car and drive off.
And now here he was, chasing the car, trying to avoid losing Lillin at the same time because his strides were much longer.
Mason was losing the car, no surprise considering they were up against a car. He panted as he tried to run faster, to avoid losing it.
Lillin suddenly yelled a random sequence of numbers and letter.
Mason tried to look back while running.
"What!?"
"354-HDT!"
"What does that mean?" He yelled back.
"License plate!" She cried and grinned triumphantly.
[I don't know how license plates are formatted where you guys are so I just did how they are in Vegas.]
*~Purple Moonlight Haze~*
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