Wanted man

You're still thinking about how to remedy the situation when you get a call from your assistant Ashley.

"Ashley, what's up?"

"Mister mayor, where are you? The FBI is here looking for you," she says.

"What?! Why? What did they say?"

"They... uh... do you have a TV nearby?"

"Hold on..." You run over to Miranda's TV and turn it on. It takes you a few seconds more to navigate to a cable news channel, and you see separate pictures of Miranda and you as they discuss the latest developments. The headline reads: New York Mayor Wanted for Questioning in Connection to X-Rated Website Scheme.

"Oh no," you say, as the footage on screen cuts to a live feed from a camera crew outside the mansion. Multiple black SUVs are parked outside in the driveway, and it looks like the FBI are searching the place for evidence. Soon, if they haven't already, they'll find the laptop you've been using for the website and the camera equipment to film the videos.

"Did you really do it?" Ashley asks. You had forgotten she was still on the line.

"Uh... I've got to go." You hang up and drop your phone, smashing it with your foot, afraid that the FBI can track it and find you. You need to a safe place to hide, and you wreck your brain trying to think of a place nobody would connect to you.