"No worries, even if the store isn't at the original location, I can get in touch with someone later and buy it," Ian Preston assured her confidently.
Ian's way of speaking wasn't like Sean Bell and Silas Cheney's, who often liked to exaggerate. He was straightforward and never evasive. As Auntie says, his word is his bond.
"Thanks, third brother," Thea Lynch silently breathed a sigh of relief, as Ian indeed seemed reliable.
It's remarkable that he still remembers things so clearly after all this time.
Knowing him for so long, it seems there's nothing he can't handle.
The two drove for half an hour before reaching their destination.
The roads here were narrow, making it inconvenient for vehicles. They got out of the car and started wandering from one end of the street to the other.
"About midway through," Ian was trying hard to recall.
He couldn't recall the exact location but could only somewhat pinpoint the area.
