Confirming his suspicion

“It’s a basic GPS tracker with a SIM card for transmitting location data,” the technician explained, setting the device down. Jack had suspected that, but hearing it confirmed still sent a chill through him. “Can you trace where it’s sending data?” Jack asked, leaning forward with urgency. The technician hesitated, his expression tight, before sighing. “I can try,” he admitted reluctantly. “But I’ll warn you—it won’t be easy. Whoever planted this wanted to stay hidden.”
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