Jimmy and his team are not gods; they can't know everything. Even if they made a point to jot down some of Baltimore's street names during the day, there's no way to accurately record all the roads.
The radio buzzed with mobile location updates from the Baltimore office, changing constantly with place names, making it impossible for them to carefully distinguish every road.
Jimmy frustratedly slapped the map in his hand, "Hope, let's not worry about it; drive north. Let's get out of the city first. I suspect if he's heading this way, it's to go to a hidden port or the coast."
Hope, who had been following Jimmy's directions based on the map, understood their situation now: "Okay."
Jimmy took a deep breath, placed the map on the center console, and picked up the car's radio: "Agent Morrison, we need to briefly block off Frank's escape routes out of the city. Can you contact the police?"
Morrison: "Agent Yang, what's your plan?"
