Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 486

The athletic field was deserted except for the helicopter sitting on the sprint track. No wonder Ronan had promised, "I guarantee we'll be the first ones there!" I was beginning to believe him.

To be honest, it was my first time in a chopper and I was a bit on edge. But the cabin was surprisingly big. We took to the skies, heading straight for the Rhylee family homestead.

In order not to spook anyone, Ronan had everything planned out. We landed in the main city of their province.

The helicopter set down in a small police plaza in the city, and from there, we were escorted by cop cars to the small town. The city was a stone's throw away from the town; in less than half an hour, we were there.

We checked straight into the guesthouse arranged by the officials. The entire journey had taken less than five hours.

This was a small town in the north, and during the summer, the temperature was quite pleasant.

Ronan explained, “Staying here is safer than any hotel or inn on the outside. Plus, it spares us from unnecessary interruptions.”

I was a bundle of nerves, excited yet anxious. It felt like I was drawing closer to Carl by the minute, and my heart was racing with impatience.

After a quick lunch, a sharp young lad knocked and came in to report. The Rhylee family's actual home wasn't in the town but a small mountain village about ten miles away.

The village was small, he said, and any stranger would stand out. So, he advised against heading there just yet.

My mind was racing, not knowing the situation with the other parties involved, nor Zora's status. It seemed I would have to wait for the right moment and more information before making a move.

Ronan quickly dispatched people on various tasks, even sending Larkin off with instructions!

And there we were, waiting in the guesthouse, me with my heart in my throat, trying not to show it.

My son's life was at stake; how could I be calm? My head was filled with a jumbled mess of thoughts, speculations, possibilities, and even some ominous premonitions!

Feeling restless and confined, I couldn't find a way to calm myself.

Ronan kept trying to reassure me, suggesting I take a nap while we waited for news, but how could I sleep? My son was in the hands of others; it was impossible to rest.

Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore and turned to Ronan, "Can I step out for some air? I won't go far, just a stroll around the block. It's too stuffy in here!"