`` you think you 're so f**king funny , do n't you ? '' on the first ring a man answered . `` you want me to leave you here ? '' i ran my hand over the wood railing ; every detail about the house was beautiful . loading it with paste , i faced her . but you have to do something . he had no need of the wealth he had acquired during his long lifetime . i had told her of my failure to track him down . so does everyone up here , by the way . '' 