TIMOTHY POV
The afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in Aria's cozy living room. Timothy sat on the edge of the couch, frustration etched on his face as he ran a hand through his hair. The hunt for Bruce felt like trying to catch smoke with bare hands - elusive and impossible.
"Any ideas?" Timothy asked, his voice taut with urgency.
Aria, perched on the arm of an adjacent chair, chewed her lip in thought. "Evie was pretty vague about where she lived, right? She only mentioned the town."
Lucas, reclined on the floor, frowned as he considered. "Yeah, she was pretty cryptic about it. Didn't give specifics."
Timothy's mind raced. The mention of the town triggered a distant memory, a fleeting recollection from the past. He paused, eyes widening as realizati
