The housekeeper offered timidly, "Mrs. Blakely, perhaps you might want to use my phone?"

Sabrina gestured a denial and handed the phone back. "No need."

Meanwhile, Galilea switched off the screen and slid it into Tyrone's pocket. “Tyrone, why did you lie?" she queried.

There was a password mailbox adorning her home's entrance, and no security guards were on leave.

Clearly, Tyrone didn't wish for Sabrina to reclaim her phone.