Need the wheels

You decide to try and find the dead guards car, figuring that you can make better time than on foot.

Walking over to the parking lot, you see about two dozen cars around the good sized lot. After checking about ten or so cars, you hear a loud buzzing sound, and look over seeing a now off duty guard come out.
Quickly you get behind a vehicle and you watch him get into a Jeep Cherokee and drive out.

You count yourself lucky and get back to looking but after going by a few more cars the Door buzzes again.
This time you crouch down behind a black and silver BMW as you watch a woman exit the building, just before the door closes you see it open again and a man walk out. Looking on you see the woman point her arm in your direction, and to your horror it rumbles to life and the doors unlock.

“Fuck.” You quietly curse, and get ready to run when your luck rapidly turns again.

“Hey Liz, I need to ask you something.” The guy calls out from the door, and the woman turns looking away from the parking lot. The woman waits and the man walks up to her and they start discussing something. You decide you have two choices you can move away from the car and push your luck further, or while she distracted you can hop into her back seat and lay down.