Tyrone didn't know what to do or make of this current situation. It was clear that Bee and Sia were about to duke it out. Both of them seemed to have this odd smile painted across their lips, almost as if they hated each other for no reason, and the pure thought of killing one another pleased them.
Tyrone didn't care much for Sia. In fact, he would be okay if she was killed. The problem was that there were people around. Sure, it wasn't many, but the few that were around had been looking upon them since they drew attention. Tyrone didn't want to get the innocence involved in this matter.
But what could he do?
Tyrone didn't have the voice of authority like Rebecca. He wasn't like Jake or Boss, who had this aura that practically demanded respect. He wasn't overwhelming strong like Henry either. Then there were some of the others who he thought could probably stop this ordeal before it escalated, but he wasn't like them.
