Amy gathered her things, and as they left, she checked the security on the room, following Angelo out, happy for now. But at the comment of noticing that they knew the dragons were going, she frowned, wary and disturbed about that. 

"What about my father? His store? How can I protect him? Good security is great and all, but that won't stop someone attacking the place" Why hadn't she thought of this before? She had just painted a target on him, on the store. Had anyone seen her go in, go out last night, this morning?

"Oh, god, I'm such an idiot" She murmured to herself.