The odds that everyone in the family is stupid enough to hide the murderer in a state park are low. The odds they aren’t smart enough to hide him anywhere else, given only ten days to figure it out, are high. Hiding is difficult, and it takes a hell of a lot of planning, and it takes a lot of will. You have to hide 100% of the time to be 100% safe. Looking out of the window, letting a delivery guy look into an open door, logging into your social media account, all of this, and everything else, will get you found.
You have to become someone else, somewhere else, and you have to become invisible.
The FBI, or anyone looking for you, could merely go into your computer, check the top twenty websites you look at every day, and then track everyone who goes to those sites. Yeah, that’s a lot of people, but you likely hit them at certain times, and you likely spend a certain time there every day. It’s as clean as a fingerprint.
So no social media, no surfing the net, and because you were watching Season seven episode 10 on Netflix you can never finish that series without it being one small drop of rain in what might become a flood if you keep adding to it. You order a large pizza, extra peppers, spicy wings and a two liter Coke every Friday, and that’s another clue as to who you are. You follow Taylor Swift on Instagram but so does a million other people, but how many of them are also following the same people you do?
You could do a lot of reading, I do, but at the same time, what if you’re a product of the digital age? How many times have you used your fingerprint to open your phone, and what happens if you get a new ID, a new phone, and that fingerprint gets picked up by an algorithm they don’t have to tell you about?
Eric Rudolf spent five years in hiding, but he had put a lot of training and a lot of prep work into his hideout. He had food, water, medical supplies, but eventually he was caught looking for food in a dumpster. Those damn Whoppers are addictive.
But Rudolf was a loner. He had constructed his escape by never being seen by anyone. He traveled in the woods at night and was good at it. A twenty-four year old with no idea how to hide isn’t going to be very good at it at all.
Even if his folks managed to get him somewhere he’s unknown, there’s little chance he’ll last more than a couple of weeks, maybe a month, even if he’s in Mexico by now. He will not be able to stop being who he is. It’s the one thing that Eric Rudolf did for five years and could have done it for five more.
You either have a hell of a lot of preparation, or you have an iron will not to get caught. Or both.
If not, you’re either caught, or you are dead.
I think faced with the idea that no matter what happens next, someone like Brian Laundie isn’t going to be able to live without himself, the way his life was, and lacking the skills to hide, or the will to face what he’s done, I think he’s already dead.