Chapter 22 - THE FLIGHT TO LOS ANGELES
Marcus knew the final battle could not be fought from a defensive posture in Chicago; he had to strike the head of the serpent directly.
He arranged for Rory to stay under the absolute, unbreachable protection of his trusted sister in a secure Vermont estate.
Before boarding his private jet for Los Angeles, Marcus knelt down to hug Rory goodbye in the mansion foyer.
"I have to go away on a short business trip, sweetheart. I will be back before you even miss me," Marcus promised softly.
Rory hugged him tightly around the neck, her yellow hair bow brushing against his maroon button-down shirt.
"Please be safe, Mr. Thorne. I drew another picture for you to keep in your pocket while you're away," she whispered.
Marcus took the folded piece of paper, placing it carefully inside his inner suit pocket next to his heart.
"I will carry it with me everywhere I go, Rory. Nothing can ever harm me when I have this," Marcus vowed.
He stood up, walking out the front doors toward the waiting helicopter that would transport him to O'Hare airport.
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The final showdown in Los Angeles was about to begin, and Marcus Thorne was bringing total, uncompromising war.
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