Chapter 16

The next day . . .

Blake went to the Dandridge estate outside of the city. Lacey wasn’t the only one who needed to gain some perspective. There was only one person in the world who he could talk to.

Blake had to let himself in. The butler was no were in sight. He walked to the living room and the den. His grandmother wasn’t in either place. He went outside to the patio.

The only person who was out there was little Moxley. He was the seven-year-old son of one of his cousins.

“Who are you?” the boy asked. He had thick, brown straight hair. It was like a perfectly straight mop atop of his head.

“I’m Blake, your second cousin.”

The child was wearing blue swim trunks. “Who?” he said with confusion.

“Blake Dandridge. I run the family business.”

“Oooh. You’re the cousin who took over the family business after Uncle Ben died.”

“That’s right.”

“Your nickname is Satan.”

“What?” Blake blurted out.

“That’s what everyone calls you. Satan. Aren’t you supposed to be in hell or something like that?