You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 283

Gradually, they could not find any traces.

They searched for a long time, going deeper and deeper into the mountains and forests, and gradually losing their way.

When they got so tired, they sat on the ground, ate some food, drank some water, and rest for a while.

"Blindly looking down won't work, we've been searching for a few hours. Not a clue, we will be much more efficient if we all split up." Luther tilted his head to drink a bottle of mineral water, he proposed.

"But, how can your safety be guaranteed if we look for them separately, President?" Christ hesitated. Luther's safety was also their first priority.

"Don't worry about me, I have my gun with me. We'll go looking in three directions, and once anyone has found something, feel free to contact them by satellite phone. The rest of us will catch up. That's an order!" Luther instructed in a gruff voice.

"Yes, President," Tim and Christ responded.

Luther insisted on going it alone and they had to comply.

After a few moments of rest, the three men moved separately, removing a road that was clearly up the mountain, the remaining three directions, the three men split up to find.

Luther walked in the mountains, he searched along the way, thinking, with Joyce's superior intelligence, in this labyrinth of the sea of woods, how she would choose? She wanted to go down the mountain, that's for sure.

She shouldn't be going blindly all the time.

Would she, first of all, look for a water source? Thinking of this, he quickly unfolded the map and found a small stream near the map.

Perhaps he should try checking the direction of the creek first.

With a clear direction in mind, he walked much faster.

Soon, he found the creek marked on the map. It was a mountain stream, trickling and gurgling.

He looked around and didn't see Joyce and was inevitably a little disappointed.

At this time, the setting sun, hanging in the sky, painted half of the sky blood red.