Quotes / Tracking Device

Lyons turned down the volume on the transceiver on the seat beside him. He grinned as he thought of the blonde's obsessive efforts to avoid surveillance—skipping from taxi to taxi, dodging through hotel lobbies, innumerable glances over her shoulder—while every step of the way she carried a combination mini-transmitter and directional finder in the plastic handle of her clutch bag.

— Stony Man Doctrine

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