Scars Of A Broken Bond

A few seconds later, his call was answered..

A man asked, “Mr. Blakely, what seems to be the problem?”

“I need you to unmask these bloggers within a day.”

Tyrone’s patience with the media had clearly been exhausted, their repeated provocations wearing thin on his tolerance.

“Rest easy. By tomorrow, you’ll have your answer.”

Once the call ended, Tyrone returned to the website.

Kylan had already instructed technicians to scrub the posts.

off his phone, Tyrone retreated to the master bedroom, carefully shutting

“Aren’t you Leaving?”

voice was still raspy with

awake, Tyrone approached the bedside,

Sabrina merely

suddenly realized that she must have assumed he was on the

probably thought he had been summoned away by Galilea since he

mind, Sabrina didn’t feel an overwhelming

or perhaps she just

aware that the apparent harmony between her and Tyrone was merely to