DAVIS’ POV
Sylvia pleaded that we meet where she was, and from the way she sounded, I couldn’t say no.
I drove to the address she gave me, and there she was, seated on her bonnet with her arms folded. I could easily tell that she was bothered about something.
“Are you okay?” I asked, seating next to her while I looked around slowly, wondering why she chose such a hidden place for our meeting.
It was already getting dark, and I knew that Will must have been anticipating my return by that time. I promised him that I was going to read one of the new bedtime storybooks I got for him.
“Sylvia? Talk to me.” I said calmly, but that was before I saw the tears gathered in her eyes, ready to drop at any given chance.
“You are crying. What’s happening? Did you lose someone? Did anybody thr
