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here for almost two hours already. “Is there anything else I should know?”
    “That’s it. I ran a prostitution ring, the feds caught me, threatened me, and I told them about the old man, but nothing about you.”
    He didn’t believe everything the man said, but unless the man had changed so completely, he couldn’t see Pat lying with the knowledge that Ramsey would have access to his family after he was gone.
    “This was a good conversation, Pat.” He approached the other man slowly, and Pat’s eyes narrowed and raked his body for a weapon. “Don’t worry. I won’t touch you.”
    “Who will? Vince?”
    Ramsey shrugged. “Get your affairs in order, Pat.”
    The older man exhaled deep and nodded once. “Thank you.”
    “If you try to run, I’ll find you and I won’t be as forgiving.”
    “I’m not going to run.” Pat released a shaky breath. “I just want to make sure my girls are taken care of.” Pat looked back to the tall imposing buildings. “You’ll still protect them?”
    “A Dragon always protects his family.”
    Pat snorted. “You’re sounding more and more like the old man, Ramsey.”
    “Thank you.”
    “It wasn’t a compliment.” Pat half turned to him. “My father wasn’t a happy man; he was bitter and calculating. Everyone, except your mother, hated him.”
    Ramsey nodded. But his grandfather had kept them alive, and the ones who hadn’t survived, had died by his hand for betraying him.
    “Goodnight, Pat.”
    Without waiting for a response, he turned on his heels and headed for the glass doors. Otis and Grant stood just inside, waiting for him.
    “Ramsey?”
    The uncertainty in his uncle’s voice made him halt, and look over his shoulder.
    “How long do I have to get my affairs in order?”
    “It could be a day, it could be more.”
    He nodded, and Ramsey would have continued walking but Pat spoke again, “Tell Hannah I’m sorry.”
    “For?”
    Pat shrugged and a sad smile touched his lips. “Tell her I lied when I said he had nothing to do with it. She’ll understand.”
    Ramsey nodded. His uncle was clearing his conscience. He’d indulge him.
    “Is that all?”
    “Try to find happiness, Ramsey. Today’s a sad day, but happiness is still out there.” He looked up at the clear sky and bright moon. “I’ve had a good life, a happy life, because of my girls.” Pat turned back to Ramsey. “Life’s fickle. Here today, gone tomorrow.” He smirked. “At least go happy.” With that said, he gave Ramsey his back.
    Happiness, Ramsey thought with a derisive snort. His niece was dead. Happiness was something he didn’t deserve.
    ***
    He arrived home fifteen minutes later but Ramsey spent close to thirty minutes in his car, replaying Lily’s funeral in his head. Dressed in a pale blue gown and holding a lone lily in her perfectly placed hands, she’d looked like she was sleeping or faking it. She’d always done that with him when she was little, pretend to sleep until he tickled her “awake”. But today, there would be no tickling her to see her eyes open and her instant smile appear. Today, she’d been sealed into a wooden box, and placed into the earth at her final resting place.
    His chest grew tight, the only indication that his heart was still there, his right eye began to twitch and his nose tingled.
    Opening his car door, he walked to the elevator and called it. Using his key, he pressed “P” for the penthouse and waited for the doors to close. Within seconds, he stepped into his dark apartment. He was heading for the kitchen in search of a stiff drink when her voice made him halt. Like a moth to a flame, Ramsey was pulled.
    When he stepped into the living room, the first thing he saw was her smiling face. They were at the park, and Lily had commandeered the attention of someone’s puppy. Whenever he took Lily to the park, Ramsey usually brought along his video-recorder. She grew so fast, he’d wanted videos to show her when she was older of how