Luna watched him make his way over to Savannah and left them alone so they could have their privacy. This was one hell of a night, she thought. Luna's gaze was fixed on Vincent. The last time they had talked was in Chicago however they only talked briefly - nothing more than a 'hello' and a 'how are you'. She suddenly regretted not talking to him for longer. Luna was in a rush at the time so she couldn't stay too long. She didn't really know who he was on a personal level, but Luna knew that Savannah was in good hands. 

With a furrowed brow, she decided to go back into her house - seeing as she was now unwanted. Vincent came to Savannah's rescue. Luna turned her body towards house and she hugged the coat around her closer. The coldness of the night making her shiver to the bone. She felt helpless, tired and weak. Maybe Savannah would be gone in the morning, Luna was too tired to put more thought into it. 

She turned the door knob and entered her apartment. Her shoes were sticky and wet, from the dirt road. Luna stretched her arms out and yawned, before collapsing onto the couch. She sighed. Luna leaned her back and thought about what would be on her agenda tomorrow. A flight back to LA perhaps...

Looking around making sure it was safe to go back to her appartment... they walked together, with tommygun on his shoulder.

"Relax Savannah, no one fools around with our crew, i told you that in the begining, just need to know what happened"

Vincent checked her past, knew Kris only approved some type of "Guardians" into they re trusted group. He knew she walked among some lowlife criminals, nothing to do with "this thing of ours" regarding honor and criminal principles thou...

As Savannah opens the door Vincent walks inside checking all rooms, and then sittting on the most confortable looking sofa he thinks hes ever seen...

Lights a cigarrete....

Savannah was gentle, communication skills as well as her beauty made her a perfect weapon for this burocratic politicians and judges that didnt actually enjoyed being a puppets in the hands of Cosa Nostra, even thou the mission was "Saving Christmas" as they called the Detroit dominance by the strongest Crime Syndicate in the country. So she was indeed very needed to make the diploacy needed and handle the dirty money that was distribuited to the right people.

"so you have a dark past, all of us have in the organization, hun, for now i want a name. Plenty of pimps and lowlifes in this city, some more powerfull then others... but i need names..."

Vincent had a squad of hitman ready 24/7. Only needed her intel and the aproval of Don Lucky and Kris the Boss of the Guardians crew...

Although used to see corpses butchered, Vincent looks at Savannah wondering how in the world could someone do that to a pretty lady.

Finishes his drink

"you have a pretty rough ride, Kris will set you up on a new appartment. I have few friends in this area, only the oldman that called me, but few blocks down you ll be closer to us. Even Luna got mia, not sure what went there.  "

And worry no more, things are in motion to make all them gtf out of our area."

vincent gets his hat...

Vincent looks at Savannah, already with his hat on, lights a cigar. Looks at her again...

"ok, lets get you confortable"  he goes by the phone, dialls a number he has on his mind

"Bellator, come at Savannah´s apartment. Now."

Vincent hangs up "Alright pretty face, you dont have to worry about anything for tonight ok?

The phone rang with a high pitched scream, it was late, there was drink involved, this was not what he needed at all.  Stumbling out of bed and towards the hallway Bellator reached for the phone.  Vincent_Mancini was yelling down the phone for him to pull up his breeches and get straight down to Savannah's place.  Given his tone, this was not going to be a pleasant visit for some tea and biscuits.  

Jumping into his car he began driving at pace.  What could Vincent want at this ungodly hour?  With each red light he drove straight through, there were a few narrow misses.  Eventually he reached the apartment complex and went in.  Taking the elevator up he approach the door of Savannah's place and knocked.

Vincent_Mancini opened the door

"Get in, we need to discuss some urgent business." he said. 

Bellator tipped his hat to Savannah and as he took a seat said "Lovely place you've got here"

"There have been some pressing issues, some things we need to take care of.  To look after one of our own." Vincent said in a deep, gruff voice

"Let me fill you in..."

Vincent signals the "mafioso" that entered to wait outside

"Ok Savannah get dressed, i wanna hear that story, the details, we need if we wanna take to the comission, meanwhile..."

...finishes his drink....

"... get a bath and lets move on. That scary guy you saw there will be here if anyone shows up. No harm will ever com to you again while your with us."

Slowly pulling up he parks his Ford model A right at the curb, he walks out slowly and looks around. He notices a man running in his direction, realizing he might be the one his employer had mention, he decides to trip him.

"Just lay there looking pretty until I get a confirmation on who the fuck you might be!"

He points his gun at the man as he sees Vincent approach him.

"Is this the guy boss?"