We know who we were lopking for, but the problem is, we didknow where to fond him.
Taylor really is good at hiding.
The thought of how finding him would solve 90 percent of my problmes made his disappearance even more unbearable.
It was around 9pm, Kent and I were still outside, stalking this man.
We checked his workplace, nearby parks, restaurants, workplace of his acquaintances, and even risked our lives to stalk the Willingham mansion too. Bit there was no sign of him.
We've done all background check we could on him. Checked if he had any family, or friends, any other building apart from thebone he lives in, but there was none.
Everything about him is so cryptic. He knows what he's doing.
We drove to our last destination which was his house and decided to wait and watch if he'd show up.
"If only we could get to Selena," Kent said for the tenth time this night.
