I looked at Patrick in a daze. And I had no idea what he was minding.

Patrick violently dragged me to the car, lit a cigarette up, and took a deep breath. Then he said, "I seldom see you cry. But I saw you crying for Seth. If Shelton dies one day, I guess you will cry for him as well. But if I die, I'm afraid you will only say 'oh' with a poker face."

His words made me stunned.

I had never thought about this possibility.

"What if Patrick dies one day?"

"I have never thought about this premise."

The car slowly started. And soon it arrived at...