Today was not the first time for Duncan to visit the memorial area, but today he was there at the request of Madam Dancer. He knew why she was there - she always came down on the anniversary of Mark Slate's birthday. What he didn't know was why he was there. He felt like an intruder as she walked over to his tile and laid a hand beside it.

"Happy birthday, darling. I still miss you terribly, but Duncan has been watching my back. Just like you ordered him to."

Duncan flushed. He hadn't known she knew that.