Chapter Twenty-Four
LIR SAT AT one of the metal tables on the patio of Everglades, his hand wrapped around an ice-cold green beer as Irish folk songs filtered through the speakers overhead. He watched as his children sat on the other side of the table, cutting out leprechaun hats to wear and sipping lime-green punch. He had to admit, the crew of Everglades did a bang-up job hosting the party, turning the outside deck into a family-friendly gathering while the more robust drinkers remained inside, guzzling green beer or Irish whiskey. It had been a hectic two days, but he was glad he could bring his children somewhere to have a little fun and shake off the nightmare they had just endured.
“Hey, there,” Dimitri called out as Adira and he stepped through the open doorway onto the deck. “I’m
