The Sin of His Obsession
"We don't know where that is, but... it's a place. A place that means something to him."
Aiden’s mind, despite the panic, was already working. He was an architect; he knew the city. He pulled out a crumpled map from his jacket. "The 'heart of the city' could be the geographical center," he muttered, his fingers tracing a point on the map. "Or the central business district. Or the financial center... a metaphorical heart of commerce. Dapat may logic."