Sabrina, engrossed in her television show, heard the knock. She rose, phone in hand, inquiring as she neared the door.

"Ms. Chavez, it's me. I need to discuss something with you."

“Wait a minute." She hit pause on her show and opened the door. "What seems to be the..."

Her words trailed off as she spotted Tyrone waiting outside. A change washed over her face as she tried to slam the door shut.

But Tyrone was faster, wedging his foot in the door and holding it ajar with his arm. "Sabrina, we need to talk!"