Hours of searching
We drove around for what felt like hours, searching for the SUV. The cab driver was patient, circling through various neighborhoods as I kept my eyes peeled for any sign of the vehicle.
The streets were mostly deserted, with only a few late-night wanderers and parked cars. Jenna sat quietly beside me, her face tense with worry.
The anticipation was almost unbearable, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that time was running out.