Chapter 6 - THE SECURE TRANSFER
Within minutes, Arthur Pendelton was escorted out through the service exit directly into a waiting armored SUV.
Marcus knelt down beside Rory, his sharp features softening into an expression of profound, protective warmth.
"Your uncle won't be bothering you ever again, sweetheart. Let's get you out of here," Marcus told her gently.
Rory nodded trustingly, clutching her yellow hair bow as Marcus picked her up with effortless paternal strength.
They walked out of the upscale restaurant into the cool American night, surrounded by a perimeter of silent bodyguards.
A fleet of sleek black vehicles waited at the curb, their engines purring quietly against the urban Chicago backdrop.
Marcus placed Rory safely in the leather-lined backseat, wrapping a cashmere blanket around her frail shoulders.
"Where are we going, Mr. Thorne?" Rory asked sleepily, resting her head against the soft cushions.
"We are going home, Rory. My home. And you will never have to count star symbols for dinner again," Marcus vowed.
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The convoy pulled away smoothly into the traffic, leaving the disgraced Arthur Pendelton far behind in federal custody.
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