"Can you tell me what is going on?" Marcus asked, staring at his father. He could see that he was a bit sweaty. "Don't worry. I have everything under control." George looked at his son.
"You and you." He pointed to some of his men. "Follow me."
George was about to walk out when he looked back at Zeek and Evelyn, "Make sure no one comes into the building. Be alert."
Marcus knew something was wrong, but then he couldn't place his hand on it. He knew his father still saw him as a teenager and would always do everything to have him protected. He was about to charge after his father when Evelyn pulled him back. "You should listen to him. He didn't tell you for a reason."
"Who are you to order and tell me what to do! He is mine, and I am going after him." Marcus snapped at her. "Fine. So
