Chapter 88

  After minutes of riding, the two men finally reached the cliff of the hill where Lily had fallen off from. They had rode in absolute silence, each to his thoughts with neither saying a word to another even when they rode at a slow pace.

  They both stepped down from their horses and stood on the cliff and looked down, calculating within them the distance from the top of the cliff to the ground where Lily had landed into the hands of the masked men.

  "I think we should head this way…" Liam found a path and pointed towards it. Leading his horse carefully, he started to walk down the cliff through a narrow pathway until they found the road the men had taken. They scanned around. They had vividly seen the men take West yet they knew they needed to still keep their eyes alerted. Liam caught sight of trails. Leg footprints.