29. secret hide out

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The night had fallen and the weather had changed drastically. There was a strong wind and the road was pretty dark too. We even had some snow laying on the floor. "Bad weather is coming from the mountains..." Sunstreaker grumbled as he slowed down. "You have been ignoring calls from Optimus all day... shouldn't you reply now we arrived in Wind River?" I asked. He huffed "I am not going to talk to him right now... I promise I will call him, but not now, we need to find my brother," Sunstreaker said. "Sunny... Wind River is huge... how are we going to find Sideswipe in this weather, at night without back-up?" I asked. "We will figure it out... there's a small town over there, you can ask people in the pub if they have seen something suspicious... Motormaster is a huge truck..." Sunstreaker said.

"I have to ask them? You're not coming?" I asked as he parked in a parking lot. "Well... if you really want me to come..." he said. I huffed "Come on! I am not going alone," I said, hopping out. A strong wind slammed against my body. I wasn't dressed for this weather and I didn't have clothes with me for this cold weather either. Only my jacket. I grabbed it and pulled it on before following Sunstreaker towards the local pub.

Sunstreaker walked in, looked around, and sat down at the bar. "A lot of native people huh," I said quietly, looking around. Sunstreaker only nodded "Why don't you use your charms and go talk to that small group over there?" he asked, gesturing with his head. I rolled my eyes while sliding off the barstool.

The small group stopped talking as approached. "I am sorry I disturb... I have a few questions, we are looking for someone," I said. "We?" an old man asked. "Yes... my friend and I..." I said, pointing at Sunstreaker still sitting at the bar. The old man let out a huff, taking a sip of his beer before he gestured to me to sit down. "How old are you kid? 17? This isn't a place for you..." the old man spoke as he placed his beer bottle back on the table. "I know... I am just looking for a friend that disappeared here..." I said.

"So many people disappear in this area... they will not return... they're dead... only a few made it out alive. The weather is rough and some bad people live here too..." he said. I sucked in a breath "why?" I asked. The old man leaned back "what is your name?" he asked. "Skylar..." I replied. "My name is Solomon... my family has lived in this area ever since they got here..." he said. "It's easy... White people like you and your friend don't give a shit about us... they think they can steal our country, whenever someone went missing no one cares," Solomon said.

"I am sorry..."

"Don't be sorry for something you haven't done... I am just warning you, this area isn't safe," Solomon warned. "I get it... but I need to know if you have seen a fighter jet flying over? An F-22 Raptor to be exact," I said. "I don't know if it's an F-22 Raptor... but there is a fighter jet flying over every now and then," Solomon said after a short silence. "Do you know where he's heading too? Or from which direction he's coming from?" I asked. "From the north... the mountains I believe," Solomon answered after a short silence.

"Alright... and have you seen a Kenworth K100 Aerodyne sleeper truck?" I asked. "Black...." I added quickly. "No... I haven't seen a truck like that, normally we don't see much trucks crossing Wind River, mostly because they get stuck in the snow and mud, it's hard to get out," Solomon said. "Alright... well thank you for your help," I said. "Watch it, girl... you don't know this area... it can be dangerous, especially when you get lost," Solomon said. "Don't worry... I'll be fine," I said, leaving the group.

"And? Got any information?" Sunstreaker asked. "There's seen an F-22 Raptor that flies over sometimes, they say he's coming from the north... the mountains," I said. "Unfortunately they haven't seen a black Kenworth K100 Aerodyne sleeper truck," I said. "You remembered that?" Sunstreaker mocked. I shot him a glare "Let's head towards the mountains," Sunstreaker grumbled. "Sunstreaker... Weather is coming in... the roads aren't that good and can be slippery, are you sure you want to travel to an unknown area in the dark and bad weather?" I asked. "I will use my internal scanners to navigate..." he said.

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