Violet bit her lip, wondering what to make of his expression. “Very well. I will try to find someone who can drive us as far as we can go. Do you at least have a direction in mind?”
“Southwest, in the main,” he replied. “However, it is not directly southwest. There are several strategic turns along the way, all marked by rock formations that may no longer be present. Also, I have only traveled the route once, and it was when I was a child.”
Violet shook her head. “Daunting, to say the least.”
“Excuse me,” a gently accented voice interrupted the intense conversation.
Violet looked up to see the waiter who had served her soup earlier that day. “Yes? Can I help you?”
“No, madame,” the young man replied, “but perhaps I can help you. Did I hear you say you needed to hire a car and driver?”
