Chapter 885
Due to Thomas’ sudden text, Sylvia stayed home for the next few days.
She spent her days taking care of her children and did not even visit Carter Tower during lunch or
dinner time.
Odell was still busy but he would come home every night and check on her via text during the day.
After several days of rest, Sylvia finally mustered up her courage to try going out alone.
As she took a stroll in a crowded mall, all she saw were strangers and passersby. She did not
encounter any suspicious people, let alone Thomas.
Sylvia assumed he could only text her from the shadows and could not show himself openly.
They were back in Westchester after all, not Galston.
No matter how influential and resourceful Thomas was, he would not dare wreak havoc in Westchester.
Later in the day, just as Sylvia was about to take a bus home, she ran into Bowman while she was
walking out onto the street.
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Bowman, or Officer Sach, was the one she had been in contact with when she had exposed Tara to the
authorities after coming back from the dead to Westchester.
“Officer Sach, hi,” Sylvia greeted him with a smile.
Bowman had not expected to run into her at this time. He smiled and nodded at her. “Ms. Ross.”
Sylvia believed Bowman had matters to attend to, so she did not dare to delay him and moved to leave.
“Hold on, Ms. Ross. There is something I’d like to discuss with you,” Bowman said.
Sylvia turned around. “What is it?”
“Thomas Carter.”
Sylvia’s face turned pale.
Noticing the look on her face, Bowman asked, “Didn’t Master Carter tell you that he was working with
us to track him down?”
Sylvia shook her head blankly.
Odell had only told her that he had sent someone to track Thomas down. He had not mentioned that it
was the police.
Maybe because he knew she would be afraid to hear about him, Odell barely mentioned Thomas in
front of her.
Bowman struggled with his thoughts for a moment before he said, “I contacted Master Carter a few
days ago, and I suggested luring Thomas out with your help. However, he strongly denied the
suggestion.”
He looked at Sylvia. “Ms. Ross, could we talk somewhere else?”
Sylvia frowned.
Bowman noticed her concerns. He said, “If you have other
if I really do fall asleep.”
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