I hear her scream.
That's all it takes for half the house to come running.
When Savannah first came here, I made it clear that if anything happened to her while she was here, everyone would get a bullet in a place of my choice.
Urgently, I get up, hearing her screams her even more bloodcurdling.
People are probably touching her.
Fuck, what a mess I made.
"Everybody step back, get out of the room,"
Maids and nurses and guards herd back, letting me through.
She's sobbing profusely, I've never really seen her cry before.
When she got kidnapped, probably set her off. These things are triggering; I would know.
I shut the door quietly behind me, ordering a maid to cook us something to eat.
My gut clenches as I watch her thrash and plead.
Quietly, I approach her bed, slipping in next
