"Sir they made their escape. A Detective Micheles was their avenue." 

"Excellent, I was hoping they were resourceful. Contact them and send them to Harlan. Tell them, there's more like them. Also, get me a phone. It's time to talk to Elijah." The elderly man, the genesis of this maddness order his second in command. 

"Sir surely there isn't a need for personal contact."

The Elderly man waved off his second in command. "Nathan Hunter is a smart resourceful young man. Jennifer is also rather clever in many aspects. However, Elijah Craigh, he is an extremely dangerous man. He is a mad dog waiting for a reason to attack.  I remember once, when his daughter passed. He... Went on a rampage that would have made Fyodor Dostoyevsky proud." 

"Crime and Punishment?" The Second asked. 

"Indeed. Before Elijah, please take care of our friends in Atlanta." The Genesis asked. 

"Yes sir."

The newest generation of cars were amazing. Computers controled everything now thing now. Information and entertainment were everywhere. However, like anything connected to Internet, they are hackable. 

It seemed like all at once nothing worked anymore. The vehicle went on cruise control, steering, breaks and fule were now in the control of someone other than the driver. The Info center in the center of the dash flashed a message. "There are others in Harlan, Kentucky. Find Elijah Craigh." 

The whole the matter didn't last but a few moments. As control of the vehicle was returned to the driver, the message lingered a while longer. When the message passed, the GPS came up with directions to Harlan County.