Chapter 278: The Boss Lady’s Anger

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: The Boss Lady’s Anger

The compensation from Owen Fletcher was a significant sum. To protect the Blind Matron and her two grandchildren, and to prevent any ill-intentioned people from targeting them, Director Lennox and his team decided, after a meeting and under public supervision, to set up a special account. A fixed amount would be withdrawn each month and distributed to them as living expenses.

This would not only deter prying eyes but also ensure the three of them could cover their living expenses.

After finishing the report, Zoe Sawyer let out a long sigh of relief. "It’s good that it’s all resolved. It’s just a shame about Daisy Lawson. She was trying so hard to live a good life."

Just as she was about to hand the report back to Heath Hale, Zoe Sawyer noticed another one in his hands. She asked curiously, "What’s that? Don’t tell me there’s another new case."

As soon as the words left her mouth, all eyes in the room fixed on the report in Heath Hale’s hands.

’Please, no!’

Heath Hale shook his head, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "It’s not a new case, don’t worry.

Remember that madman we dealt with? After Daisy Lawson’s case was closed, Director Lennox reopened the investigation into his mother’s death. This is the report."

With that, Heath Hale handed the report to Zoe Sawyer.

Now *this* piqued Zoe Sawyer’s interest. She had thought the matter was closed for good.

Sean Hughes leaned in, and together they began to read the report.

The "madman" was named Caleb York. He had an older half-brother on his father’s side.

Mrs. York’s circumstances were unusual. Her husband, Mr. York, had brought her down from the mountains. When he found her, she was in a dazed state, but she was very strong and kept trying to escape.

Mr. York never let her leave the house, keeping her chained up every day.

This continued until she gave birth to a son, Caleb York. Mr. York assumed that having a child would stop her from trying to flee.

So, he gradually relaxed his guard.

At first, she was only allowed to move about the living room. Slowly, that extended to the yard, and eventually, she was permitted to wander around the area near their front door.

Back then, the York family still had several neighbors who were aware of the situation.

Unwilling to provoke the two madmen—Mr. York and his eldest son—over a woman they didn’t know, the neighbors adopted a "less said, the better" policy. They all tacitly pretended they knew nothing.

Over the next five years, the neighbors gradually moved away. Some earned enough to buy homes in the city, while others left for work, leaving only their old, empty houses behind.

Soon, the Yorks were the only ones left in the entire area.

Several more years passed. Mr. York’s vigilance slackened even further, and he even began to allow her to wander the surrounding area alone.

As for Mrs. York, she had regained her senses long ago and was fully aware of her predicament.

She made meticulous preparations and, when Mr. York wasn’t paying attention, she fled—alone, without her son.

The moment he discovered she was gone, Mr. York gave chase. Using his knowledge of the local terrain, he quickly caught her on a small mountain path.

After dragging her back home, Mr. York and York the Eldest beat her to death right in front of Caleb.

Then, to make disposal easier, they dismembered her body and buried the parts in their vegetable garden.

The Yorks’ vegetable garden was in a secluded spot, and with all the neighbors gone, no one ever came by.

As a result, no one ever noticed anything was amiss.

Caleb York, having witnessed the entire process of his mother’s murder and dismemberment, suffered an immense psychological shock. After a three-day fever, he completely lost his mind.

He started running outside every day, shouting that people shouldn’t go up the mountain, that bad things would happen to outsiders who did.

York the Eldest, fearing Caleb would say the wrong thing and expose what they’d done, started following him everywhere.

Unexpectedly, this earned him a good reputation among those who didn’t know the truth. Gradually, he began to treat it as a way to maintain his public image.

In public, he kept Caleb clean and well-groomed, but that didn’t stop him from secretly beating and abusing his younger brother.

Once the entire sequence of events was uncovered, Director Lennox moved quickly to pass judgment.

Mr. York was already dead and couldn’t be tried. Instead, his crimes were posted on a public bulletin board and announced repeatedly over a loudspeaker.

As for York the Eldest, he was an adult at the time of both the murder and the dismemberment. Afterward, he showed no remorse, helped conceal the crime, and abused his brother.

In accordance with the criminal code, his crimes were deemed severe and his methods cruel. He was sentenced to death with a two-year reprieve.

The wife of York the Eldest, who was aware of his actions but chose to conceal the crimes of intentional homicide and dismemberment, was also found culpable due to the severity of the offense. She was sentenced to five years in prison.

Considering Caleb York’s special circumstances and psychological trauma, Director Lennox had him sent to a well-regarded sanatorium for treatment.

"I guess this is as good an outcome as Caleb York could have hoped for," Zoe Sawyer said, closing the report with a long sigh.

’But the price was just too high.’

While Zoe Sawyer and her team were discussing the two cases, the mood elsewhere was far less reflective. The woman known as "the Boss" was not happy at all.

"So, those two have been in police custody all this time, and you didn’t breathe a word of it to me." The Boss glared at the man reporting to her, his head bowed. She snatched an ashtray from a nearby table and hurled it at his head. "Useless piece of trash! What’s the point of telling me now when it’s too late to hide it?"

’If you’d told me from the start,’ she fumed, ’I might have been able to figure something out. I could have busted them out and taught those cops a little lesson at the same time.’

’But now? After all this time, what’s the use!’

’Who knows how much they’ve already spilled about my operations!’

The man kept his head down, his voice subservient. "It was our failure. We thought we could get them out at first, but we didn’t expect those cops to be like rabid dogs. Once they sink their teeth in, they don’t let go. So..."

"So not only did you fail to get them back, you learned how to keep secrets from me," the Boss shot back, a humorless, angry smile on her face. Her fingers drifted unconsciously toward the handgun resting at her side.

Just as she was about to act, Mr. Lynch, who had been standing silently beside her, reached out and stopped her hand from grabbing the gun. His tone was respectful. "Boss, we’re short-handed on the mainland right now. How about we let him atone for his failure by accomplishing something for us?"

The Boss took a deep breath, reining in her fury. She then looked at Mr. Lynch, her voice now devoid of any emotion. "Oh? And what, exactly, could he do to redeem himself?"

Mr. Lynch gave a faint smile. He produced a file from behind his back, opened it, and laid it on the table in front of the Boss.

"There’s a tech company on the mainland. They hold a patent that would be very useful to us. Not only can it be used to secretly monitor most cell phones, but it could also make us a tremendous amount of money."

Mr. Lynch didn’t need to finish his sentence; his meaning was perfectly clear.

The Boss understood perfectly. She fixed her gaze on the man kneeling before her and spoke, enunciating each word.

"I want that patent. Use any means necessary. If you fail, you die."