"Mr Elkin…" Barbara's whiny voice rang out in the silence of dawn.
Heather was shocked. She turned around swiftly and saw a beautiful young lady wearing a red dress making her way out of the car. With a smile on her face, Barbara took her time sashaying over to them.
Heather was taken aback. It hadn't crossed her mind that there was someone else with Tyrone. She flushed crimson red at the thought of what she'd said just a while ago.
She imagined that this was Tyrone's wife, but upon noticing the absence of a ring on her ring finger, Heather quickly came to realize that this was probably just a mistress of his.
"Mr. Elkin, this must be Ms. Sutton. She seems quite badly injured. We should send her to the hospital."
Barbara walked up to Tyrone and looked at Heather with a smile. She tried to appear to be very caring toward Heather, but an inconspicuous hint of warning flashed in her eyes.
She didn't manage to catch a glimpse of Heather's face while she had been in the car. Barbar
