Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)
Chapter 468

Although I had voiced my concerns, I couldn't shake off the worry about Jesper's lack of initiative. So, I continued, "You know, Jesper, that kid is honestly in a tough spot. What does he have to do with the

grown-ups' mess? Yet he's caught in the middle of it. I feel bad!"

My face twisted with sorrow. "That's why doing a good deed, like buying him a proper burial plot, is the right thing to do. Your mom got that part right. I'm counting on you for this. Consider it the last favor you do for me."

He tried to hedge, but I cut him off, "I trust you the most. Please, just take care of it, alright?"

After laying it out, I turned to Jesper, "I have to go to the airport to pick up Carl. We'll catch up another time!"

I stood up, ready to leave, when a thought struck me. "Oh... almost forgot!"

I borrowed a pen from the server and scrawled a number on a napkin. "This is Detective Dalton's number. Get in touch about the kid's remains. If you can arrange for him to be buried with his grandma, that'd be perfect."

"Aaliyah, wait, I haven't finished talking to you about..." Jesper started, clearly wanting more time.

"I'm really sorry, but I'm already late. Let's chat some other day," I said, flashing a smile and waving goodbye before turning to leave.

The smile dropped the moment I faced away, my inner voice scoffing, 'Trying to play me for a fool? You're not there yet, buddy.'

Hannah and I got into the car, and she couldn't suppress her chuckles, giving me a thumbs-up.

"I'm seriously impressed. The money in that account should cover the burial costs. You've done more than enough," Hannah said with admiration. "Aren't you worried they'll check the card?"

"Don't worry. I've made sure they can't trace it. Plus, I didn't give them back that ID!" I replied with disdain. "I bet Hazel had another ID."

Hannah looked at me in amazement. "How can you be so sure?"

"Think about it. How could they have managed her discharge from the hospital without another ID? It's a dead giveaway. Either she had a spare ID, or they got some temporary paperwork in order to proceed with the arrangements," I said confidently.

"You're spot on! They've already set the funeral date, which means they've dealt with the funeral home, and nobody's mentioned an ID. It's likely as you guessed. Allie, you're brilliant!"

Hannah gave me an approving look and added, "By not returning Hazel's ID, they'd never guess you had it. Since you never had it, how could you have access to her band account?!" I smiled slightly, "You're smart too! But I've got to hand it to Hazel-crafty enough to have two IDs."

"It's easy, report one lost and get a replacement," Hannah remarked before probing further, "Did you anticipate this before coming? Did you expect Jesper to ask for the ID?" Her question was laced with suspicion.

"I'm not psychic! But I figured if Jesper wanted to meet, there had to be a reason. We weren't close before. But with Evan's burial and Hazel's wallet, I knew these issues would come up sooner or later. Especially with the Dawsons running out of options, a fat wallet is like a feast to a starving family."

Hannah burst into laughter at my analogy. "Allie, you really know them well!"

"They're about to be homeless, so they're wracking their brains for any possibility. That wallet's a curse," I snorted. "So, I took the chance to wash my hands of it. Smartest move." "Damn, no wonder you started Medsafe Liyah Inc., you are so smart" Hannah praised.

"Cut it out! Medsafe Liyah Inc. nearly got me killed. You think I wouldn't learn to be more cautious? They scared me into being extra vigilant! I've had too many close calls!"

Hannah was all smiles, her tiny canines shining with glee, "But I don't know if they will believe that their mother only had two hundred thousand." Hannah mused, bringing up her concern.