Ronald Sharp was a bit stunned. Why would Syd have men's clothes here?
He rummaged around in the bag with his hand and took a look. There was no tag, and the clothes had some creases. They weren't new, nor were they a gift. They had clearly been worn and washed.
Under what circumstances would a girl wash a guy's clothes?
Judging by the texture of the material, they weren't cheap, either—they were more expensive than the average student could afford.
Besides, very few male students wore this type of clothing.
Everything he knew about Sydney Sawyer came from Jane Spencer, and he'd never heard anything about her having a boyfriend.
'Could this be the young lady's secret?'
"Sir," Lauren Brooks suddenly said.
Ronald Sharp quickly stuffed the fancy gift bag into a large woven sack before turning to look at her. "Yes?"
"I see you're all sweaty. Would you like to sit down, rest, and have some water?"
"No, thank you."
