On the Run

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DATE

NOV 6TH, 2038

TIME

PM 12:15:54

PUDDLES LINED THE SLIGHTLY BUSY STREET IN the Ravendale district. Hank was speaking with a civilian about any sightings of the runaway AX400 at the moment. Along with Hank, there were a dozen other officers who were called into the district as well to look for the android, which Natalie found to be a little overkill. Too many officers posted all over the place could result in many different outcomes involving the deviant. The deviant knows that she is being hunted and when backed into a corner someone, android or otherwise, would retaliate. Natalie just wanted to make sure that no one would get hurt.

She leaned against the hood of Hank's car with crossed arms and a peeved off expression. She wanted to help him with canvasing different possible witnesses or, at least, listen in on the conversations he had with them to get a better understanding of the deviant's evasion skills. But she was forced to stay by the car because she 'should stay out of the fucking way'. God, she is really starting to not like the Lieutenant.

Ever the obedient android, Connor stood next to her. He was completely still and had been ever since Hank told him to stay by the car. Hank also ordered Connor to make sure that Natalie wouldn't run off on her own. (Natalie argued that she could technically overrule his order because she was a Cyberlife engineer, but stayed where she was anyway.)

Detective Ben Collins, a heavy-set man with grey hair and a matching mustache, walked over to Hank. "We've got officers sweeping the neighborhood, in case anyone saw anything."

"Okay. Well, let me know if they turn anything up."

"What are you going to do with them?" Collins asked as they both turned to stare at the android and the engineer. Natalie turned to them with a tilted head and sarcastic smile.

Hank just stared at the pair with no expression, "I have no idea."

Collins nodded his head and before saying goodbye as Hank mosied over to stand near his... partners. As soon as he stopped in front of them, Connor began to go over what they already knew. "It took the first bus that came along... and stayed at the end of the line. Its decision wasn't planned."

"She was afraid," Natalie stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Which to her and Connor it was.

Hank scoffed at the statement, "Androids don't feel fear." Natalie glared at him, but she bit her tongue to stop herself from spitting out an insult.

"Deviants do," Connor continued as he didn't notice Natalie's irritation. "They get overwhelmed by their emotions and make irrational decisions."

"Ah well, that still doesn't tell us where it went."

"Maybe it didn't go far," Natalie shrugged as both Hank and Connor turned to her, "think about it, she clearly didn't have a plan and nowhere to go..." She trailed off in hopes that they would see the logical distinction that she made.

Hank nodded his head and actually considered what she said. He was... slightly impressed with the young woman. Not only was she an engineer at Cyberlife, the highly most advanced company in the entire world, but she also had a degree in criminal justice. Perhaps her opinion was worth noting, he thought. "Maybe..."

Natalie observed the area that they were in. There was a convenience store, motel, abandon house and about a dozen other hiding places that would work for the deviant. If the deviant was logical, she would have chosen a place to hide that was discreet and would raise no suspicion. If that were the case, then the motel was out of the question. Along with the convenience store if the deviant didn't want to be noticed by anyone. There was a small enclosure with a broken car in it that Natalie had noticed when they drove down the street, but it was too open. The deviant would want to stay hidden in a more confined space and that enclosure didn't give much cover, at least, Natalie didn't believe there to be. So the only logical place, she would think of the deviant hiding, is the abandoned house that was right across the street from them.

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