Shawn was confused, or scared or something in between. The note told him to call a number, this number led to another department, and that department led him to a jet. This Jet would take him south from where he was.
In the plane there was constant noise was all around him, he thought of his brother in
Spacecity
. From people at work he heard it was quiet up there. He hoped so. He hoped that he would get all he wanted. But he knew Cal had a tough time. But he still hoped. His thoughts drifted to when he was younger, then back to the present.
We land in ten sir.
Thank you.
Your car will be waiting.
Thank you.
The car that was waiting had the GPS already included. 180 miles, exactly 3 hours he thought. The car was new, top of the line. It had cameras at every angle, and would even help him park. The license plate said JSteph.
He still didn't understand where he was going.
Or what he was doing in New Mexico.
He just knew he was supposed to clean up whatever mess the man in the nice suit had got himself in.