Concrete evidence.

"Do you recognize this lady?"

"Have you seen her before?"

"Have you picked up a lady that looks like this before? Probably around a week plus ago?"

Ivy sighs as she watches the men ask their fellow taxi drivers as she also goes around asking some of them as well. "Have you seen her before?"

"Sorry, I haven't."

All of the answers have being negative but they have continued with rows and rows of Camry taxis.

Why the hell did she think it was going to be easy at first? Camry taxis sounded somehow scarce so she never toyed with the fact that they were going to be so much, although, lucky for her, they are all around for their lunch break so she won't have to come back another time.

"Have you seen this lady before?"

"Yes. I recognize her."

Ivy's ears snap up in the direction of the affirmative response and she walks fast through over there. "Excuse me please." As she gets there, she stands in front of the man who gave the positive response. "You recognize her?"

He nods. "Very well. When I