Tyrese protested, his voice strained with frustration as he almost jumped up.

But his words rang hollow in the face of mounting evidence. "If you had taken him to the hospital, why would he come here?" Someone countered, their skepticism evident.

Tyrese ground his teeth in frustration, his anger boiling over. “He is a bad guy!" he growled, his voice dripping with disdain.

“Call the police for me, please. He's going to strangle me. I'm so scared," Willie pleaded, his voice trembling with fear.

Tyrese's visage contorted with rage, his features twisted into a grotesque mask of fury.