Dylan didn't say anything. He bent over and carried Savannah into the car; then, as he straightened up, he fixed his gloomy eyes upon the hotel. Garwood understood immediately, "Mr. Yontz did this?"
Sir heard that Mr. Yontz had come to the banquet, so he came in-person to pick up Ms. Schultz.
If it weren't for his timely arrival, Ms. Schultz would be...
Mr. Yontz had a nerve that he dared to touch Sir's woman. Well, good luck to him! Dylan whispered some instructions to Garwood, who nodded and left at once. Then Dylan got in the driver's seat and started the engine. Savannah asked, "What are you going to do with Devin?" Dylan gave the car full rein, looking straight ahead. "Don't worry about that."
His voice was low, "Close your eyes and get some rest." From Dylan's gloomy expression, Savannah knew that Devin would have a dismal outcome. She didn't ask any more questions and closed her eyes when all the frailty and fatigue set in.
