Investigating The Plates
The very next day, I knew exactly what to do. I jumped online and shared a post about the van in a local community group. “Let’s hope we get a lead,” Mark said, pacing nervously behind me. Hours ticked by until, at last, a notification buzzed. Someone had replied: “Spotted it near an old warehouse.” It seemed someone else shared our curiosity. With this clue pointing us to a shady location, our search was far from over—but we finally had a new lead.
Investigating The Plates
Warehouse Rumors
A A message popped up just as Mark and I were strategizing our next move. “That van’s always near a rundown warehouse,” the post read. Mark leaned closer, pointing at the screen. “On the outskirts of town,” he said, his tone serious. A shiver ran through me. “We should check it out, don’t you think?” I asked, my voice tinged with both curiosity and unease. “No question,” Mark replied. “Let’s head over and see what’s going on.” The tip felt too compelling to ignore—we had to follow it.
Warehouse Rumors
