“I’m assuming that you found your phone then?” Reed asks me with a smirk.
I give him a look and fish my phone out of my pocket, waving it in the air triumphantly, “Yes, I did. Thank you very much.”
Granted, it took me longer than I thought it would.
“Where was it?” Griff asks with a smirk.
I mumble my reply.
Baz smirks, “What was that?”
I pull a face and then grin, “It was in my boot.”
The guys all burst out laughing.
I decide not to tell them that it wasn’t even a boot that I had worn recently, but rather one that was in my closet. I’m not entirely sure how it got there, but I have to assume that I dropped it while I was searching for something to wear at some point, and it just happened to fall into my boot.
In all honesty, I never would have found it if it weren’t for House’s help. He must have gotten fed up with me bitching about the fact that I lost my phone because he flung the doors of the closet open and thenrattled the floorboard that my boot was on until I got the message and went to have a look inside.
Trying to distract them, I say, “It’s been long enough that I’m going to call him and see if he can give us a proper update rather than sparse text messages.”
Van nods, “Good idea. Put it on speaker phone so that you don’t have to repeat yourself.”
I nod, already dialing, and press the right buttons on my phone so that everyone can hear Kar.
“What?” Kar answers the phone gruffly.
“Well, hello to you to,” I smirk.
“Somebody's grumpy today,” Coen adds, his smile wide.
“Fuck you,” Kar replies, although the tone of his voice has changed drastically now that he knows it's us. There’s a smile in his voice as he asks, “I’m assuming that you’re calling for an update on Pete?”
“Yes, and to check you’re remembering basic hygiene, and to eat,” I add.
He loudly crunches down the phone, “See, little sister, I’m eating right now.”
I laugh, “Alright, I believe you. So what’s going on with Pete?”
“Quite simply put, I can’t fucking find him,” he replies, sounding frustrated.
Coen’s eyebrows rise in surprise, “You can’t?”
“No,” Kar growls. Kar always growls, so it’s not really surprising that he’s growling now when he actually has a good reason to. He then adds, “Well, technically I can, but I literally get his location for maybe half a second, and then he disappears again. I have no idea how he’s doing it, but I have to assume that he knows he’s being tracked.”
“Fuck, that’s not good,” Van mutters.
“No, it’s not. I know how important it is that you guys find him. I have been working on a new idea, which puts a bit more magic into locating him, along with the technology. It’s going to take some time to get it up and running, but I’m almost certain that it will be able to lock in on his location and follow him if he moves,” Kar explains.
The guy's eyebrows all rise as they all look impressed.
“I didn’t know that it was possible to mix magic and tech like that?” Raiden asks.
“Technically, it’s not. There’s a very fine line that you have to walk to make sure that the magic doesn’t fight against the tech and that the tech doesn’t immediately stop working. I put magic in all of my devices, but in order to pull this off, I need to put more in, which means I need to custom-build the system, which is why it will take a bit longer for me to do,” Kar explains.
“That’s seriously impressive,” Reed says.
“Thanks,” Kar replies, and I can hear him tapping away in the background. We’re about to lose him to his work again.
