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After ending the call, Sabrina asked with concern, “What’s going on?” “Sorry, I have to
go.”
“Alright. Will you be Long? When will you come back?”
“It won’t take Long. Why don’t you wait for me here for a while?” Sabrina thought she had
already been waiting for a while and decided she could wait a Little longer. “Okay. I’ll see
you later.”
“Okay.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTyrone grabbed his coat and left the office. When he passed by the reception, he
instructed his secretaries to have some snacks sent to Sabrina.
Outside the police station, a sleek black car pulled up to the curb.
The door swung open, and a pair of impeccably crafted leather shoes, polished to a high
shine, touched the pavement with a soft thud.
Tyrone shut the car door. Damon, who had been waiting by the entrance, swiftly
approached. He nodded toward the police station and said, “Good, you’re here. He’s still
inside.”
“Okay,” Tyrone replied and strode in.
Larry emerged from the interrogation room, his face twisted into a scowl of frustration. As
he turned to leave, he abruptly stopped in his tracks.
Standing a few meters away, Tyrone stared at him and said in a low voice, “Larry.” Their
eyes met.
With widened eyes and a slight shift in expression, Larry’s fists clenched instinctively. He
seemed momentarily stunned but quickly regained his composure.
“Tyrone? What a coincidence! Are you here to see Ms. Clifford?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTyrone masked his anger and responded with a forced smile, “No. I’m here to see you.”
Larry furrowed his brows and was silent for a few seconds. “Me?”
“Can you spare a few minutes? We haven’t seen each other for half a month. How about a
drink with me?”
Looking at Tyrone, Larry considered it for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.”
“Let’s go.”
Tyrone sidestepped, making way for Larry.
Larry pursed his lips and walked past Tyrone.
Tyrone walked beside him.
“I’ll give you a ride. I’ll arrange for someone to drive your car back.”