Did he want her to say that she trusted him and Larry?

She also wanted to believe him.

Tyrone pursed his lips and said, “Open the door."

“I'm busy with something. I don't have time to talk to you. If you don't have anything else, I'm hanging up."

With that, Sabrina ended the call.

Staring at the cold, unyielding door, Tyrone fell into silence.

He banged on the door, raising his voice “Sabrina, open the door!

If you don't open it, I'll keep knocking!"

Sabrina was speechless.

Fuming, she marched to the door and flung it open, demanding, “Tyrone, what the hell do you want?"

Tyrone said calmly, “Nothing. I'm afraid you might misunderstand me.

I want you to know what I told you that day is true."

"I understand," Sabrina said.

“But evidently, you harbor doubts about my sincerity." Tyrone frowned.

"I want to place my trust in your words but..." With a sly grin, Sabrina continued, “Tyrone, you knew it had something to do with Larry when you were in the company that day, didn't you?"

She yearned to put her faith in him, yet how could she, following Kira's damning words to the police station director?

"Yes,"

"What actions did you take before Larry's surrender?"

Tyrone hesitated, his tone laced with disbelief, "What are you implying? Do you suspect I'm aiding Larry's escape? Is that how you see me?"

"Is that not the case? I doubt Larry would shift blame onto Galilea."