Scars Of A Broken Bond

A subtle shift in her countenance revealed her consternation. With gritted teeth, she proceeded to dial Blayze’s number.

Glancing at his screen, Blayze courteously interjected, “Excuse me.”

“Please, go ahead.”

With his phone in hand, Blayze retreated to the emergency exit, a serious demeanor etched across his face.

“What’s the matter?” he inquired.

“Blayze, he’s disappeared!” Sierra urgently recounted the recent turn of events.

“I see,” Blayze responded with a furrowed brow.

his secretary, instructing, “Keep a watchful eye on all the building exits and arrange for someone to ascend

“Yes, sir.”

Ben entering the elevator, knew with certainty that Tyrone had reached the thirty -second

the elevator on her way out, and nothing seemed amiss during her journey to Tyrone’s room, it was clear that if Tyrone had

consume precious time, indicating that Tyrone was likely still

there was no escape for Tyrone. The effects of the drug would inevitably catch up

call, Sierra impatiently stamped her

anticipated Tyrone’s sudden

with

she gracefully answered, “Hello?