A turk's vehicle never roars, unless it's stolen (or a motorcycle), and when the notice had gone out about Sephiroth's... disappearance from the lab the suited division had been mobilized. Tseng had simply gotten lucky and been the one sent out in this direction in a nondescript black van.

The engine hummed as he leaned against the side of it, watching the tiny figure move in his general direction. Sephiroth could run, but Tseng had the advantage of wheels and ShinRa's finest mechanics.