Her throat was completely hoarse, tearing at Liam Yancey's heart as he held her ever so tighter within his arms.
He uttered softly, "We're in North Spirit."
"North Spirit?" Tara Summer, still somewhat groggy, pondered for a moment before asking with furrowed brows, "North Spirit is close to the country's border, isn't it? Why would we travel this far?"
Liam Yancey gently laughed, his slender fingers smoothing out her furrowed brows, as he softly explained the reason.
Having heard his explanation, Tara Summer silently stared at the corners of his lips tugging into a smile. Regardless of the angle, he looked incredibly suave. She delicately chuckled, "Knowing only that the photograph originates from North Spirit and without any additional clues... we are searching for a needle in a giant haystack..."
