Inside the car, Harvey leaned back against the leather seat, his eyes flitting between his older brother Rowan and the entrance of the restaurant where Amara had disappeared into nearly two hours ago. The sleek black sedan they sat in was inconspicuous amidst the busy city street, yet the tension inside was palpable.
Rowan had always been the more stoic of the two, his emotions often hidden behind a mask of calm and control. Today, however, Harvey could see a c***k in that façade. They had been en route to an important business meeting when Rowan suddenly diverted from their path. It had taken Harvey by surprise when his brother abruptly changed lanes and began following a nondescript sedan. At first, he couldn't understand what had caught Rowan's attention. They had been driving in silen
