User 435, 9:25 AM, 5/10/2016-

Hi, sorry I didn’t write anything yesterday. I was relatively uneventful. I'm currently in a hotel, but i'm meeting my police officer friend in about 30 minutes. Also, of course I know it's not safe, one of you asked, but I must say it's one of the most thrilling experiences of my life. I’ll keep you updated.

He leaves his hotel room and heads to the station. His friend waits there. “Hey man I haven’t seen you in a while.” he said. “Yah, it has been a little while. I have a favor to ask.”, the officers face shifts from pleasantry to an “oh boy” expression. “I need you to give me info on this plate.” he pulls out the notepad with the plate number. “I- I can't do that man, I can lose my job.” he responds. “Please man, my life depends on it.” he pulls 200 bucks out of his pocket and hands it to him. “I know you're not doing well on money”. The officer looks at the money, rubs his mouth with his hand in temptation. “Fuck man” he says taking the money. He goes into the station and comes out 15 minutes later with a folder. “Here, stay safe man”. “Right. Thanks.” he says walking away. He opens the folder, and it's him, with all his info.

User 435, 11:06 AM, 5/10/2016-

For his family's safety, I will not be calling him by his name. But we will call him Brian. I got his info, so this will go much smoother. I have to switch hotels every day, so I will do that now. I'm going to see if they are tracking my bank account.

He heads to the first hotel. And pays with credit. He gives the clerk an envelope containing a note saying “Nope, try harder.” and tells him to give it to Brian, describing what he looks like. “Sorry sir but we don't… Do that.” the clerk had told him, but after sliding a 100 dollar bill to him, he changed his tune real quick. He headed to the next and did the same but paid with debit, giving the women a letter saying “So close yet so far.” and a 100 dollar bill. He then headed to a nicer hotel close to both of them. He asked the clerk for the highest room he could get, and paid in cash. He headed up to his room and looked out the window immediately. He could see the places perfectly. Without any doubt in his plan he watched, and watched. Eventually, sure enough, Brian's car pulls into the first place. He goes in and comes out angrily. Throwing a note to the ground. He laughs to himself and watches the car pull in to the next place. Sure enough they were tracking both accounts. He looks down and sees a bunch of kids on bikes. He looks over at his bag and gets a devious idea. He heads down to the kids and calls him over. They exchange glances of “Who is this guy?” but they come over when he offers money. They come over and he tells them “Hey, this is gonna sound strange, but I'll give you 50 bucks each to put this device on the underside of that car's bumper.”. A few moments pass and he gives each kid 50 bucks, and the device. “But sir, how are we gonna do it and not get caught?” one kid asked. “One of you pretend to trip or something, then place it.” the nod and start to ride away but he stops them and pulls one kid in by the shirt and says “Now, if you even think of riding off with my money and not doing it, I will fucking murder you, and your families.” He looks at the rest of the group “Got that? I'm not the kinda guy you want to mess with.” Their faces turn pale and nod. This was a bluff, but they didn't know that. The kids rode their bikes, and like planned one falls and plants the device, then gets back on and they ride away. He returns to his room and rests for a while.

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User 435, 8:52 PM, 5/10/2016-

That rest was pretty shitty. But, that device those kids left is working wonders. It was a tracking device. I think I'm gonna go pay a little visit to my good friend Brian.

He packs up his pistol and gets in his car. He drives to where the device is located. A restaurant. He parks a little bit away and walks the remaining distance. He looks at the locator and keeps walking but doesn't see his car. Instead he finds a large pale brown envelope. He opens it up, there's a note along with his tracker. “Tag, now you it” it reads. As he reads this, some small stones scatter on the paper, he looks over at the wall, there's a hole. “FUCK!” he yells and gets to cover behind a pillar. Another whole appears in the wall near where he just was. “This mother fucker has a god damn silencer?! I should have expected it, but he's using a silenced sniper. And all I got is a loud ass pistol. I thought I was cornering him, but he was cornering me. FUCK im so stupid.” he says to himself. He looks around and sees the door inside the place. “Fuck me. 3. 2. 1!” He dashes to the door and enters the building, he runs through the place, pushing people out of the way. He enters the kitchen, the spanish workers shouting profanities. He exits out the back. “Soon, he will be right on my ass again. Fuck its the only way!” He aims his gun into the sky and pulls the trigger. This causes mass panic, people begin running and he uses this to mask his presence and get back to his car. He returns to his room and throws his stuff on the ground. He lays in the bed exhausted. His phone begins to ring. He sits up and grabs his phone. “No Caller ID”. He hesitantly answers. “That was a pretty smart move”. “Who is this?” he says, knowing full well who this is. “It's your tag partner, did you like my gift?” he says in a cocky tone. “It was a bit bland, but pretty well planned, Brian”, there's a brief silence. “How do you know my name.” he responded apprehensively. “I know a lot of things, it's not a fun game if you don't know who you're playing against.” he responded in an oddly joyous tone. “Right, it is just a game. And we will be playing again, real soon. Count on it.” he hangs up. “Fuck, how the hell did he get my number? And what he said… Playing again soon… Fuck. I need to leave now. He's tracking my phone.” He pulls the sim card out of his phone and crushes it. He packs up and leaves the room. He gets in his car and pulls out, luckily enough, right as Brian pulls in. He lets out a sigh of relief. “Brian, we played enough for today. But we will be playing again soon, as you would say. Only it will be on my terms this time, I am it after all.”.