[center][h1][color=686F91]Liam Matthews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=686F91][b]Location:[/b][/color] Coventry Horrors -> The road to Salem
[color=686F91][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Me, Myself and I[/center][hr]

Chuckling softly as he finished the note, Liam folded it up and tucked it away into his jacket, zipping it up as he flicked down the visor on his helmet. Reaching down, he kicked up the stand of his bike and started down the road, leaving similar skid marks as he left the parking lot, heading out of the lot and out toward the highway. He thought about Aloise's note, this probably was a dumb idea. Leaving alone to track down a killer at the train station in Salem, and only leaving a voicemail for Aloise to know where he was. By all accounts it was a terrible idea, but it was the only idea that Liam had at that point, and he doubted he had the time to go searching for Aloise before he went off, no, he needed to act now.

Reaching the road out of town, he started to hit the accelerator more, ducking between a few cars at the busier exit of town as he made his way out an onto the highway in the direction of Salem. His mind did occasionally wander towards Aloise, whether or not she was safe, exactly what she was doing, all these thoughts filled his mind repeatedly, but for now he forced himself to brush them aside. When it came down to it, Aloise was a hell of a lot better at looking after herself than Liam was, she'd been at this all a hell of a lot longer and even before that she was a marine, worrying about her was really doing him less good than anything. Sighing, he shook his head, and just continued his drive, working on getting to Salem as soon as he could.