After a couple of hours she gets a message.

<PennyLane> We've arrived, everything's alright

<argylecape> Cool.

<argylecape> They're still watching your building.

<argylecape> I'm going to head back to where I found Dr. Montgomery soon if nothing interesting happens.

<PennyLane> Okay

<PennyLane> They probably won't get worried until we don't come back tonight

<argylecape> Good point

<argylecape> And I'm pretty sure he's not there right now; he wasn't when they called. I'll hang out here.

<PennyLane> Yeah, sounds like a plan

She receives another worried email.

She doesn't answer it.

The day wears on, and the men in suits start getting restless. There are a couple of shift changes, and at one point one of them leaves post to talk to another one worriedly.

She listens in, of course.

The gist of it is wondering whether they should perhaps call Montgomery and worried fretting about how the Yates escaped and where they must be.

Hehehehehe.

They decide leaving their post would be a terrible idea, and contacting Montgomery would be... premature. So they resume watching. And watching. And watching.

She takes a nap after dinner and hangs around for a few more hours after that, until it's late at night.

Eventually one of them does call Montgomery. He is Not Happy, and he tells them to find a way to verify whether the Yates are in the apartment without giving themselves away. They debate and decide to pretend one of them is a deliveryman. They are terrible at costumes and forget to get an actual delivery box. This would've been disastrous if the Yates had actually still been living in their apartment but they are in fact not. Montgomery is even less happy about this fact.

She almost feels sorry for them.

Montgomery chews them out and rages and gives them a bunch of addresses (none of which are in the Suburbs) to go check for Yates presence. He also explains that they are not to check these addresses in sequence, they are multiple people and can in fact perform this exploration in parallel.

She takes notes of the addresses - why not - and follows one of the guys, since Montgomery is still at the office rather than the lab.

The first address seems to be a bohemian/hipster cafe at Seventh Street.

Yeah, that's not super interesting. She heads back over to her usual haunt.

Hollister and Sadde email her a couple more times.

Hopefully they're not freaking out too badly? But she's not answering regardless.

The amount of freaking out is increasing with time. Sadde tries calling her.

She lets it ring until it goes through to voicemail.

He tries again five minutes later.

Sigh.

She listens to the voicemails.