Page 64 of Marcellus: House of Drakos
“Go to her house? Didn’t I tell you everybody shelters in place? Didn’t I tell you that, Olivier?”
“Yes sir you told me that.”
“Then how the fuck she gets to go to her house?”
“It was supposed to be a quick trip, Pop--”
“Motherfuck! Did we get a call yet?”
“No. Thank God. Maybe she’s fine. Maybe she--”
Marcellus didn’t want to hear that happy talk. “How long has she been gone?”
“We’ve been searching for her, Pop.”
“How long, Olivier?!”
“About half an hour after you left Chicago.”
“Good Lord,” said Savannah.
Alex and Kari looked at each other. Oz was deeply concerned too. He followed the other Drakos on social media and other outlets. He knew the names of all of those children.
“Everybody shelter in place – and that means everybody, Ollie! I’m on my way.” And he ended the call and handed Savannah her phone.
Alex and Kari stood up too. “Is that your daughter missing?” Alex asked him.
Alex could see Marcellus’s eyes begin to mist-up. “Yes. She’s my only girl.”
“My wife and I are going with you,” he said to Marcellus.
“Thank you.”
“I’m going too,” said Oz.
Marcellus and Savannah looked at Oz. That was a shocker. “Thank you,” Marcellus said.
“We’re going to find that bastard,” Alex promised, “and your daughter too.”
Marcellus was grateful. “Thank you all,” he said. “I really appreciate it.”
“Then what are we waiting for?” asked Oz in his usual impatience. “Let’s go!”
They all began hurrying for the exit. But when Alex and Oz waited for Kari to walk in front of them as they were leaving the suite, Marcellus noticed that they didn’t give that same level of respect to Savannah and began walking out ahead of her. He was in grave distress about Kalayna’s situation, but he knew if he didn’t address it early, they would always treat her asless-thanin his world. And he could not countenance that no matter what the situation was. “Gentlemen,” he said to his brothers as they were moving out ahead of Savannah. Alex and Oz turned around.
“This is my lady, in case you’ve forgotten. Her name is Savannah Richardson. Just as you showed courtesy to your lady, I would expect you to show courtesy to mine.”
It was a tense moment for everybody present. Even Savannah felt the heat. But then Alex stepped aside and Oz reluctantly did so too. Marcellus then placed his arm around Savannah’s waist and escorted her out in front of himself and his brothers.
Savannah could tell they didn’t like it, especially Oz. But she could also tell they weren’t the kind of men who did that for sport. They just disregarded her the way most high-and-mighty people always did. She wasn’t on their level and they knew it. Marcellus and Niko were the only ones in that rarified air of the highest of the high classes that never dismissed her.
They all left the palace suite to head to Chicago.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
By the time they arrived in Chicago, Bobcat Grishom still had not been located by Oz’s ground team. But when they all deplaned and headed for the motorcade, replete with bodyguards and numerous security vehicles, Oz broke off from the group. “My ride’s over there,” he said.
They all looked across the tarmac and saw a man standing at the driver side door of a sportscar so exotic none of them could name it. “I’ll let you know when I find Bobcat,” he said to Marcellus.
