eone else to drive his car back.

It was evident his chauffeur was under Tyrone’s control.

“Larry, please, get in the car.”

Tyrone opened the back door and gestured for Larry to enter.

His posture seemed relaxed, yet there was an undeniable force in every move he made.

Larry glanced at Tyrone and got into the car.

Tyrone got in after him, closed the door, and told the driver the address.

The driver acknowledged and started the car, heading toward the club. A heavy silence filled the car.

The driver sensed the tension in the air and didn’t dare make a sound.

He kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Tyrone’s body language and demeanor conveyed a deep sense of anger and frustration. He leaned back against the seat with his legs crossed. His eyebrows furrowed in a scowl, and his hands were balled into tight fists, causing his knuckles to turn white with the force of his grip.

A silent rage began to smolder within Tyrone, growing stronger by the minute. The intensity was almost overwhelming, threatening to consume his sanity.

the police station to meet with Galilea had

discovered

Tyrone still held on to a thread of

Someone that he had a

did Larry do

calm and composed next

already grasped everything. There

was done by night appeared by

case, Larry had prepared

and glanced in the direction of his car. His fist tightened

Tyrone was instructing him to arrange for someone

chauffeur was under

please, get in

door and gestured for Larry

posture seemed relaxed, yet there was an undeniable force in every move

Tyrone and got into

closed the door, and told

heading toward the club. A heavy

the tension in the air and didn’t

kept his eyes fixed on the road

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