Chapter 17 - Sarah And Evelyn’s Criminal Conspiracy Crumbles Completely Down
Back at the Greenwich estate, federal agents were wrapping up their search of the guest cottage and the main house.
Sarah sat at the kitchen table staring blankly at a cup of cold tea, looking like a ghost haunting her own opulent home.
When I walked through the kitchen doors, she looked up, her eyes swimming with fresh tears of despair and exhaustion.
“They took my mother away in handcuffs... and Julian is back in federal custody,” Sarah whispered, her voice barely audible.
“Your mother orchestrated an eight-year fraud scheme and used our seven-year-old daughter as a psychological hostage, Sarah,” I stated firmly.
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“I know... I know I should have questioned her more, I should have investigated the boating accident reports myself,” she wept.
“You chose comfort over diligence, Sarah, and it almost cost us the only thing that truly mattered,” I replied without raising my voice.
