She descended via the elevator to the subterranean parking, stepping out into the dimly lit expanse. Two vigilant sentinels stood watch at the exit.

“Have you seen Tyrone exiting just now?” Sierra inquired anxiously.

“No.” Both of them shook their heads.

“When did you arrive here?”

One of them consulted his wristwatch and replied, “Approximately 8:53 p.m.”

Her heart raced. When she realized Tyrone wasn’t in his room, she called Blayze at 8:50 p.m.

Upon receiving Blayze’s directive, the secretary had promptly dispatched his men to watch the area and prevent Tyrone from running away. A mere three minutes had passed.

the elevator from the thirty-second floor directly to the underground garage without stopping, the

one

time for

garage, his departure would undoubtedly have been rushed,

if Tyrone’s vehicle was

Tyrone would remain concealed within the

a heartened sigh, saw Tyrone’s vehicle, its familiar license plate

by a large hand that swiftly muffled her mouth and whisked her into

widened in alarm, Sierra fought valiantly,

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