"Go on, move along."

"Alright."

Sierra cast a fleeting glance at Rita before discreetly exiting the room, clutching the money. Sierra slipped away from the Fowler abode through the inconspicuous back door.

Meanwhile, the housekeeper ushered Brady's uncle, Fulton, into the living room and ascended the stairs to summon Horace.

“Ah, Fulton! What brings you here?" Horace greeted, flashing a genial smile as he settled into a seat opposite Fulton.