Could you please…7?”

Bang.

His camera lay in shards at his feet. He looked up at Tyrone, who had risen to his feet, the words died in his throat.

Expressionless, Tyrone retrieved a business card from his pocket, tossing it dismissively to the floor. “How much is it? Get in touch with my secretary.”

Larry swiftly joined him, a reassuring hand on Tyrone’s shoulder, Larry, upon ending the call, found Tyrone seated solitary on a nearby chair, his vacant stare cast forward, rigid as a gravestone.

Larry approached, laying a comforting hand on Tyrone’s shoulder.

“Tyrone.”

from his stupor, Tyrone met Larry’s anxious gaze and managed to croak out,

just needed time to

was

had no memory of his mother, nor did he know his

of a life shared

and Wanda had raised him. Though they were his grandparents,

“Do we tell Sabrina?”

of miscarrying before. The shock might be too much.”

well aware that this magnitude of event couldn’t be kept

“Understood.”

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