23 Tulsa, Oklahoma, November 5, 1956 Hrs (November 6, 0156Z)

Tulsa, Oklahoma, November 5, 1956 Hrs (November 6, 0156Z)

Addison pulled into a gas station and parked the car next to a pump. The light that indicated that they needed to get fuel was on, and the digital display said twenty miles to empty. There was no way to trace this van back to either of the two occupants; it, like the other vehicles that had been rented for the recon had been rented using a stolen credit card and a fake ID. Nothing to trace it back to the two women that were driving it. "You know what sounds good to eat to me?" Addison asked Mollie. They both were getting out of the van, Mollie to run inside and use the restroom and grab snacks and drinks, and Addison to pump the gas. They needed to find somewhere with public wifi so they could upload the data they had collected to William and the others. While Addison was pumping the gas, she looked at her phone and saw that a message had been sent out to everyone saying that the action date would be the end of the month. ||they get to hotel room, plan the next day's route, upload the data and move to Texas|| After they had filled the van up, Addison drove toward the motel that they had picked out ton the map to get a place to sleep for a few hours before planning their travels out for the next day. They would also do some laundry as they had worn the minimal clothing that they had brought. Luckily enough, Addison had seen a trick for using the bathroom sink to wash and rinse the clothes and then just hang them to dry. It wasn't the prettiest, but it would get the job done and they would have clean clothes that wouldn't stink. "What do we want to do for food?" Addison asked, looking around to see the various options. About the only thing she saw that would whet her palette was an Arby's. Mollie saw it too and after spending a week on the road with Addison had already learned what kinds of foods that the girl didn't like. "I see an Arby's over there..." Mollie pointed. "It works for me, how about you?" "Works for me." Addison said, pointing the van toward the Arby's.