Ever since leaving my parents, two days have passed.
Late into the night, with a full moon hanging in the sky, I pressed onto the gas pedal of a large black eight-passenger SUV.
Having made all the necessary preparations, and pretty much spending every single penny I had, it was now time for me to leave.
Slowly the car sped into the night.
As I was driving, turning my head, and looking at Ryan whose eyes were glued onto his tablet, I asked.
"Ryan, is there a signal coming from my chip?"
"No, nothing yet."
Ryan replied.
His eyes never left the tablet in his hands.
"Alright."
Turning my attention back towards the road, I sighed in relief.
I still had time. This was good.
Good because I still had one thing to do before leaving the human domain, and that was recruit one last guy.
Hein Kraaijenschot.
My meat shield.
