Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)
Chapter 482

Ronan gave me a 'hold on' glance before he spoke into the phone, "Keep tabs on Jerome and find out where Clara's headed!"

After he hung up, I rushed to say, "Clara definitely won't lose track of Zora, I'm certain of it!"

Hannah, having forgotten her earlier embarrassment, hurried down the stairs. "Clara must have caught wind of Zora's movements! Or maybe Jerome threatened her somehow; otherwise, she wouldn't have just vanished. But I'm betting it's the former."

"I'll give her a call," I said, reaching for my cellphone to dial Clara. But Ronan grabbed my hand, saying, "Not now. We can't tip her off before we've figured out her game."

"Boss, with Brenda here, maybe I should go after Clara?" Hannah volunteered.

Ronan and I looked at her as she scratched her head, "I can move more discreetly on my own. I'll definitely find them."

"We need a rough idea of their direction first!" I said calmly. Without a lead, where would we even start looking?

"If we nail down their direction first, then you can go. Let's not rush this," Ronan agreed.

I was torn; I wanted Hannah to go, but I feared it would be a wild goose chase.

Ronan took another call and left swiftly.

Logan had only managed an hour of sleep before a call woke him. Rubbing his eyes, he stumbled out, still on the phone. "Keep digging. I need to know what car they took, their destination... I know it's tough, but make it happen... They might've used fake IDs, but they have distinct looks, and you've got the kid's picture, Zora's and Maddox's too... Hurry up!"

He hung up and beckoned me over, "Take a look at this."

Confused, I walked over, and Hannah joined me. Logan's phone was playing a short video clip.

What I saw took my breath away. I snatched the phone from him, my eyes glued to the screen.

There was Zora, holding my son Carl in her arms. Carl seemed perfectly content, nibbling on something while chuckling at Zora.

Zora appeared to be talking to him, and Carl, with a gummy grin, was all smiles. It was a genuine smile, one that came straight from the heart.

Then Maddox appeared, gesticulating as he spoke to Zora. The filming was from too far away to catch their words. Soon after, they split up and went their separate ways.

Zora cradling the child, Carl's little arms tightly wrapped around her neck, obedient and docile.

It looked so natural, as if a mother was holding her own child, and that image sent me into a daze.

The video ended there.

Logan said, "A cabbie from EastBridge City recorded this. Zora and Maddox took his cab to the EastBridge City station. Their conversation raised his suspicions, so after they got out, he filmed them!" I was astonished, "You found this?"

Logan shrugged it off, "It wasn't hard. Taxis were our prime focus. Their appearance in EastBridge City confirms they've left Goldenvale Town."

A question popped in my head, "What exactly did they say in the cab that made the driver suspicious?"

Hannah nodded, looking to Logan for the answer.

"He only remembered one line clearly, 'She'll never find her kid again!' The driver got suspicious, thinking they were child traffickers, so he filmed them!"

"But we still don't know their next stop?" I murmured, more to myself, "Why would they split up?"

"To avoid drawing attention. Three of them together are too noticeable. Splitting up means less chance of being questioned. Worst case scenario, Carl's gotten too attached to her, making them stand out," Hannah's words struck a chord with me.

Time flew, and three days passed in a blur. My mom had called, asking when I'd return. I couldn't bring myself to tell them Carl was missing, I didn't want to add to their worries.

And there I was, stuck at home, waiting for any news, feeling utterly helpless.