Disclaimer in a feeble try to con myself out of a possible lawsuit: Nope, not mine, or Neals radius would be much shorter...and in a different town...in a different country...

8:55: Neal Caffrey rarely went into the Bureau early. He was always punctual, but never turned up before 9 o'clock, unless there was a special reason. Therefore Peter didn't think much about his absence.

9:05: Peter wasn't really worried. After all, even the most punctual person got delayed once a while … right?

9:15: Peter studied the data on Neal's tracker. One could never be too cautious, after all, especially where Neal Caffrey was concerned. It always paid to stay ahead. According to the data he had stayed at Junes for the night and was now moving in the general direction of the headquarters, but too fast to be walking and not taking the usual route. Perhaps he had been running late, took a cab and now there was a traffic jam? Peter tried to reach Neal on his cell phone.

9:25: Neal Caffrey was not in the Bureau. He didn't answer his phone. And he had just left his designated area. Cursing, Peter hastened to reach his car as fast as possible, conferring with the Marshals' office via telephone.

9:35: The last message Peter received was that the police had stopped the car Neal was fleeing in. But as he arrived at the scene, he only saw a very put-out June, tearing the police officer a new one without even raising her voice. "Is Neal in the car?" he asked, ignoring her complaints.
"Neal? I haven't seen him today. Peter, what is all this about?"

9:40: Peter opened the trunk of the Rolls Royce. He discovered a tracking anklet, seemingly not tampered with, but no longer attached to anyone. "Neal, what have you done now?"