I nodded. "Yep, they dumped your car into the reservoir! The police and Logan scoured every road but came up empty-handed. It was some guy poaching fish who found it!"
Catherine's hope deflated like a balloon. She slumped against the pillows, letting out a mournful wail, "My new car..."
I chuckled, at a loss for words. "Hey, the important thing is you're alive. Once you're back on your feet, I'll get you a new one, okay?"
She bolted upright, "Oh, for the love of—"
Before she could finish, she clutched her head, and Logan gently eased her back onto the pillows, exasperated, "Can you not be so dramatic? It's just a car."
"DragonLord, lucky for me you're not the fussy type. If you were the one fussing about making it up to me, I bet I'd be on my feet in no time!" She shot back at Logan, "Ever heard of a BFF? Better than any guy!"
Logan was at a loss for words, looking at us both with a mix of frustration and defeat.
I tried to lighten the mood. "Don't compare me to guys. There's plenty they can do that I can't!"
But as soon as I said it, I felt the awkwardness of my own words and almost bit my own tongue.
Suddenly, Catherine turned to me, "So, where the heck did Jaylan and Renata vanish to?"
"The hotel!" Logan chimed in, "All your tailing couldn't stop them from checking in!"
"That jerk!" Catherine fumed.
I rushed to explain, "I bet Jaylan was meeting Jerome. The hotel was just a cover."
Then, turning to Logan, I asked, "Did you find any clue that Jaylan left the hotel?"
"We got him! He slipped out the back dressed as a chef, carrying two bags," Logan nodded, providing the most satisfying confirmation.
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