Trigger: Day 17

Word Count: 102,043

Summary of Events:

Spencer thankfully didn't have any more media encounters — although they were still out looking for him — nor did he find the Billionaire Queen, but he did find a man he'd seen with her and tailed him, which led him to information that confirmed his suspicion: the Billionaire Queen lived on the north side of Kynaston. Armed with that information, he did some research on his computer at home the following afternoon to see about trying to figure out where she lived, beginning with seeking out a map that showed all the bus stops in Kynaston . . .

Excerpt of the Day:

When he found a map he zoomed in on the north side, printed the map off, and grabbed a compass from his desk.

Stabbing the pointy end into the centre of one of the bus stop dots, he made light circles until he’d figured out which of the nearby stops was the closest, and then drew a circle he could see clearly.

He repeated the process with all the other bus stops on the north side, which gave him a lot of overlapping rings.

Using the scale from the bottom of the map he calculated the radii of the circles he’d made in their real distances if he were to actually walk around the north side in person, and determined that Kynaston didn’t place their bus stops any closer than three quarters of a mile apart.

Finally, he took a knife and carefully cut around the circle he’d drawn around the bus stop at which the Billionaire Queen had disembarked when he’d tracked her. He then went to a different website and searched Kynaston, zoomed in on the north side until he was over the bus stop at the scale matching the map he’d printed off and then carefully centred the map over his screen.

Holding it there by hand proved to be tricky, so he lightly taped the map to his screen, which gave him a free hand to move his cursor.

He right clicked on each house he could pick out, which gave him two options: directions to the point, or information as to what was there. He chose the latter and wrote down the address of each house in the area. He could start by checking there.

Gently he removed the map and was pleased that the tape came off nicely so that he wouldn’t have to pick at and possibly scratch up his computer screen.

Discarding the map, he then fetched his helmet and had James scan in all the addresses so that they could go scope them out and see if he could determine which one was the home of the Billionaire Queen.

Before he removed his helmet, however, he was struck by a thought: not every bus stopped at every stop. Which busses headed downtown from the north side and how close together were they?

His helmet still on, he searched for the information and added some more addresses to the list that a person might possibly walk from to the bus stop at which the Billionaire Queen had gotten off at.

But there was also that issue of her having been picked up by someone in a car and taken south that night. Who was that? Why had they taken her? He gathered his lips, maybe he wasn’t as close to finding her as he’d hoped with that information.