“Okay.”

Turning toward Tyrone, Sabrina suggested, “Let's go, Tyrone.”

As they strolled away, Lance caught a fleeting view of Tyrone's profile. A sense of familiarity washed over him, a recognition that transcended mere Tyrone's physical resemblance to Blayze.

However, the memory of where he might have crossed paths with Tyrone eluded him.

Perhaps it had been during one of Tyrone’s overseas business ventures.