His Pursuit

Early morning at Blewett's mansion,

Marvin was still in bed when his friends woke him up, "Marvin… Wake up… Marvin…" There was desperation in the tone of the two.

Marvin cursed them in their mind and pulled himself to sit. Leaning against the bed. He was topless and the cover on his lower body when he tousled his hair. His eyes were half open when he looked at the two and asked in irritation. "What is it?"

"Richard, Henry, Walter, and Ralph aren't anywhere in the capital. Their families are looking for them everywhere. Have you sent them somewhere?"

Marvin was further irritated hearing it. "Are they kids? They must be in a brothel, I haven't sent them anywhere."

The two denied immediately, "No." They had already checked in brothels.