Chapter 342: Found My Pretty Boy

They kept searching. The two of them retraced the places Nash Johnston had walked, pushing on. Joe insisted that if fate was real, they would run into him. So he made up his mind to find Nash. By afternoon, Talia Ryder could not keep going. She plopped down by the roadside, thumped her pale calves with her fists, and said, "Cousin, I'm exhausted. I can't take another step!" Joe's face showed a hint of defeat. This was already his fourth day searching. Yet Nash seemed to have vanished into thin...