Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)
Chapter 471

The next day.

After getting Carl the shots, I swung by to check on Catherine. She had recovered a lot.

I teased her, "I've been gone for two days and Logan had been taking good care of you!"

She was entertaining little Carl and shot back, "Oh, don't you start. That man hasn't been around enough to cast a shadow, busy as a bee he is!"

No sooner had Catherine spoken than Logan's voice boomed through the room, "Who are you badmouthing about?"

With that, he sauntered in, with a big grin on his face, "I didn't know you'd miss me this much"

Catherine's cheeks flared up like Fourth of July fireworks, and she retorted, "Miss you? In your dreams! Get out of here!" Logan ignored her quip, his attention swept away by Carl on the hospital bed, "Who is this little on?"

Carl, clinging to familiarity, darted into my arms, casting wary glances at Logan.

I nudged him to greet Logan, but he was reluctant, burrowing into me, silent as a church mouse.

Logan reached out, "C'mon, let's get acquainted!"

Carl responded by burying his face deeper into my chest.

Logan, resigned, patted his little behind, "Tough nut, aren't ya? Not the spitting image of your mom, that's for sure!"

I laughed, hugging Carl tight, "Carl is unique. Gotta problem with that?"

Logan straightened up, turning serious, "I've nearly cracked Janetta's case. It's not as coincidental as it seems."

I was taken aback, "Just like we thought?"

"It's more than that," he said with a nod.

Helga, sensing the shift in conversation, scooped up Carl, "I'll take the little one to the garden for some fresh air. It's stuffy in here."

I nodded, and Hannah followed suit. I pressed Logan for more, "Any ties to Irving?"

I'd been itching to ask him about it, especially after Janice mentioned it recently and felt awkward bringing it up with Logan. Turns out, he was already on the case. Logan confirmed with a nod, "Pretty much, but the driver from back then is no longer in the country!"

"He skipped town?" I was disappointed.

"Dramatic, isn't it? He's not in the country, but he's still in the game," Logan said, taking a big swig from Catherine's water glass.

"What do you mean?" Both Catherine and I were all ears.

Logan smirked at our eagerness, "Years later, that driver became Nettie's butler."

"What?" Catherine and I gasped in unison, "How did you find out? Are you sure?"

"We started with the driver. DUI, arrested, convicted, no issues there. No large sums of money traced to him during that time," Logan explained.

"That meticulous?" I was stunned.

"Yep," he nodded, "But Irving was hellbent on no settlements - just wanted the guy behind bars."

"Fake sympathy," Catherine interjected.

"This Lucius guy was just a truck driver, living an average Joe life. When he went to jail, his family was on the ropes. Nothing out of the ordinary."

I waited for Logan to continue.

"Then, after Janetta's accident, Irving sent Nettie abroad. She was young, so he arranged for a relative to look after her. But when that relative fell ill, Lucius' wife stepped in. Lucius himself got out of jail early for good behavior, took his son, and they all ended up moving abroad," Logan recounted.

"How did you stumble upon this?" I asked, incredulous, "Irving's setting this up is just... despicable. Didn't he care about his daughter's safety?"

"We hit a wall with Lucius initially, couldn't find anything off. But then his tracks led to a dead end. His old place was empty, and he vanished without a trace," Logan said, "No exit records, nothing." "He vanished into thin air?" I echoed, astounded by the unfolding drama.