Tyrone drew a deep breath, stepped into the fire exit and dialed a number. "Galilea was seen at my grandparents’ house this morning.

Locate her immediately!"

"Understood, sir."

After ending the call, Tyrone returned to Wanda in the waiting area.

Kneeling before her, he clasped her hand, his eyes brimming with remorse. "Grandma, this is my fault."