When we get to the Seine, we see a large group of tourists. We run over to the tour bus driver.
"Do you know where Ahren Schreave is?" I ask.
"Bus five. Unfortunately, it left five minutes ago for the Louvre," he replies.
"Thanks for the help!" I say over my shoulder as we run back to the limo.
"Louvre Museum," Kaden tells the limo driver.
"Why is he so hard to find?" I muse.
"The perils of tracking down Ahren," Kaden jokes.
"The perils, indeed," I agree.
