Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

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.

from the thirty-second floor directly to the

Rivera, what’s amiss?” one of

the luxury of time for a

would undoubtedly have been rushed, given his drugged state

if Tyrone’s vehicle was still

remain concealed within the hotel.

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

be abruptly seized by a large hand that swiftly muffled her mouth

widened in alarm, Sierra fought valiantly, yet her

had been attending kindergarten for a

the first week, Sabrina frequently picked her up. However, in the second week, Sabrina’s schedule left little room for