Page 46 of Marcellus: House of Drakos
Savannah was shocked. When she made that suggestion, everybody dismissed it. Because Marcellus didn’t respond at all, she assumed he had dismissed it too.
Scottie looked at his father. He couldn’t believe it. He waited for an explanation.
“I take what Savannah has to say seriously,” was all Marcellus would say about it. Which, to all of them, said a ton.
Savannah wanted to smile, but she knew it would upset those jealous baby mamas. But she smiled anyway. Marcellus was checking every box for her.
But Scottie got back to work. “How many men are on surveillance over there?” he asked his detail chief.
“Two cars. We’re in deep cover. They shouldn’t detect us.”
“And it’s a positive ID?” asked Scottie.
“We saw Escabatti drive up and go inside just before I called you. It’s a positive ID.”
“If he moves, one car moves with him. The other remain there. I’m on my way,” Scottie said, and ended the call.
Marcellus stood up. “I’m going too.”
But every one of his children got up objecting:
“Pop, no,” said Olivier.
“Daddy, no way,” said Kalayna.
“It’s too dangerous, Dad,” said Freddy.
And Natalia, being Natalia, had to get in her two cents as well. “That’s absurd,” she said.
It wasn’t lost on Savannah that Natalia was the only one of the baby mamas to object. It made her wonder if that sister was going to be an impediment to any kind of relationship she and Marcellus might try to pull together.
But it didn’t matter. None of them had the authority to stop him from doing whatever the hell he wanted to do. “Fredrick, you’re in charge. Anybody disobeys your orders, you let me know.” Marcellus glanced at Natalia when he said that.
Then he looked at Scottie. “How are we going to get inside that bar?”
“Uniforms,” Scottie responded. “We’ll be making a delivery. I’m sure they have deliveries there. We need uniforms and ballcaps to disguise our identity.”
“There’s plenty in the servants’ quarters,” said Marcellus.
“I’m on it,” said Freddy, as he hurried downstairs.
“Is this place open for business this time of morning?” Marcellus asked Savannah.
“Not until late afternoon. But deliveries are usually made before they open. Not this early. I don’t think any of the employees show up there before noon. But those kidnappers might not know that.”
“At least no employees will be there. The less people moving around the better.”
Then Savannah stood up. “I know the layout, Marcellus. I think I should go too.”
But Marcellus was already shaking his head. “Nope.”
“That’s not a bad idea, Pop,” said Scottie. “If we get in there, we’ve got to know where to go. I’ve never been in any hookah bar. Have you?”
“There’s no way in hell she’s going anywhere near that place,” Marcellus said firmly. Nobody in that room may have cared about her safety, but he did. “She stays put.”
Scottie didn’t understand his father’s devotion to that lady, especially since he’d never treated any other lady as anything but a satisfier of his wants and needs. But he obviously felt a lot more for this Savannah person.
But that wasn’t his business. Scottie was a man whose life was his work and he had work to do. He was not going to rest until his brother was back home safe and sound. “What do we need to look for?” he asked Savannah.
