Chapter 8 - Margaret Tries To Pull Leo Away From Shop
“It’s just the postal carrier dropping off the afternoon parcel manifest,” Samuel sighed in relief, letting his shoulders drop.
“We can’t stay here too long, Samuel; if Arthur’s private security spots us, he’ll know you’re alive,” Margaret warned anxiously.
“Mother is right, Dad; my uncle has people watching our apartment complex in Lincoln Park every single day,” Leo added.
“Then you aren’t going back to that apartment tonight; you’re staying at my secure estate in the northern suburbs,” Samuel decided.
“An estate? I thought you worked in this modest medical supply shop downtown,” Leo said in surprise.
“The shop is just a quiet retreat where I can hide from the corporate sharks while running my private investments,” Samuel smiled.
He grabbed his heavy wool coat from the wall hook, locking the back storage door securely behind them.
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They loaded the new wheelchair into the spacious trunk of Samuel’s black luxury sedan parked in the alleyway.
The vehicle smoothly merged into the afternoon Chicago traffic, heading north away from the downtown skyscrapers.
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