C34 Epilogue
The air really was different up north.
It was much crisper, with a faint scent of pine from the forest that lined the highways. With the car window open, the cool breeze whipped Rowen’s hair and kissed his face. It was a clear day in mid-May with no sun at 71 degrees. It was a perfect spring afternoon.
His gaze wandered to the passenger seat, where a leather folder lay beside him