Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 38

The two men were Jaylan and his brother Jerome. Jerome was deep in conversation with Jaylan, who stood arms folded, interjecting occasionally.

Without thinking, Catherine blurted out, "These two brothers are surely up to no good. They're as thick as thieves."

I was about to comment when another man hurriedly approached. I looked closer and was taken aback. "I know this man. He used to be a salesman in the company when I was there. His name is Daniel."

I pointed him out to Catherine. "This guy tried to play both sides and got kicked out of the company. How does he know Jaylan?"

"Nothing good, I bet. I'll get Logan to keep an eye on Jaylan, see what he's up to," Catherine said shrewdly. "Knowing the enemies well, you shall win a hundred battles!"

"Sounds good, but remember to be careful. Jerome is bad. He doesn't act decently." I warned Catherine. "So, I suspect he's the one who can connect with the black market."

Daniel approached Jaylan, giving him a subservient nod before handing him a document bag. Jaylan took it and flicked through the documents, nodding while Daniel hurriedly added something.

He then opened his car door, placed the document bag on the passenger seat, and said something to Jerome.

Jerome and Daniel waved goodbye to Jaylan and walked away together.

Jaylan promptly got into his car, apparently having been waiting for the documents.

Watching them leave, Catherine turned to me, complaining, "That was close! Why are we so unlucky, always bumping into them? I hope that scoundrel isn't heading home."

Honestly, that was my concern too.

I thought for a moment, then pulled out my phone and turned it off.

Grabbing Catherine's arm, I said, "Let's go."

"I don't think they will. So, this is a good opportunity to test them. Do you think I'm not in danger if I don't test them? I've been walking on thin ice!" I said firmly. "The most dangerous scenario is not finding out their real intentions."

"In that case, I'll stay nearby. If you're okay, send me a message. If I don't hear from you, I'll call the police. You have one hour!" Catherine reminded me. I nodded in agreement, and she continued driving.

Just then, we passed a hair salon, which was very close to our community. I quickly asked her to stop, "Catherine, stop the car!"

She looked at me in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Turn around a bit," I directed her, and she complied.

I unbuckled my seat belt and said, "Go ahead, don't let the community's surveillance cameras catch you."

Then I got out of the car and walked into the hair salon.