Thane wasn't sure if his apprentice was just stupid or he was trying to be funny when he commented on naming himself. Deciding to deal with that later, when he made March a few IDs, he said, "From now on, especially in the presence of others, refer to me as Mark Anderson. I'm thinking on being either an uncle or some sort of foster parent, but I think an uncle is more believable. Most foster families have two parents..." Replacing the ID and license in his wallet, he focused on the road again, driving as if he was just a normal commuter. "If we get pulled over, and the cops see the bandages, tell them that you had a kitchen accident. Something about a blender and fruit." Instinctively, he checked the mirrors again, checking for any signs of pursuit.
Eventually, they left the city, and the towering buildings turned into a countryside, full of empty fields and small houses. When the host on the radio got onto topics besides Thane, he would change the station to someone who was. He was never deprived of hearing about his endeavor, either, because it seemed that everyone in the city had heard about it. On one particular station, someone had called in and nearly hit the answer on the head. He had said, "I think it's really part of an organized group of trained mercenaries. They go around--" Thane didn't hear any more because he had changed the station, enraged that they had called the organization 'mercenaries'.
About two hours had passed when they got out of range of most of the radio stations in the city. Turning the radio off, thinking he was safe enough, he kept on driving for another half hour, before turning onto a three-mile long dirt road. The road led up to a two-story white colonial-style home. Though Thane would never admit it, it was the house he had grown up in. It had sat empty for many years now, but there probably were still the marks on the wall in the kitchen, where his mother had marked how tall he and his siblings had gotten. Coming to a stop in front of the house, he turned to March before saying, "Here we are."