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replied.  When he looked over his shoulder, he found that she was already dressed to go outside.  Jessie’s jacket fit her perfectly.  She held gloves in her hand.  “Take something that would seem absolutely normal and use it as a way to share messages.  Around every other month, I would send a piece of artwork to her address from various galleries around New York.”
    “And you stashed your messages on the inside of the frame,” Jax said, finishing her description of an old tradecraft technique.  He threw the remains of the cell phone device into the trash.  “Well done.  You did listen to me after all…at least some of it.”
    Jax adjusted his shoulder holster and then shrugged into Ethan’s jacket.  They were relatively the same size.  He automatically reached inside the right pocket for his skullcap, realizing too late that he didn’t have it.  Damn, he missed that thing.  Crossing in front of her, he grabbed what he needed and then maneuvered past Emily, making certain they didn’t touch.  He then opened the back door located in the kitchen.  As long as he could keep his head on straight until Connor came into the picture to help alleviate the situation, Jax had a chance of getting out of this situation with his sanity intact…his heart had been lost and damaged a long time ago.
    “Stay close.”
    * * * *
    Emily warily watched Jax as they strolled along the edge of the forest seemingly looking over the area, but she was relatively sure he was waiting for her to speak.  She wasn’t sure what he wanted her to say, but she wasn’t about to apologize for calling her aunt.  It was only a matter of time before this situation escalated and she needed Aunt Beatrice to be safely shielded somewhere else when it did.   Schultz should have had her in protective custody the minute he knew that Emily’s cover had been blown.
    Due to the sun being behind clouds, the chill in the air seemed concentrated.  Even though she wore form-fitting wool gloves, Emily shoved her hands into the pockets of Jessie’s jacket for added protection.  Jax wasn’t sporting anything on his hands, but even if he had the proper attire, the small square devices in his hands would have prevented him from wearing them.
    “If you didn’t leave New York, what did you do with your time?” Jax asked, still walking beside her but focused on the edge of the property, which seemed to carry on for several acres.  He spoke very nonchalantly, as if they were talking about the weather.  She tried to figure out what angle he was working, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.  “Trying to prove someone guilty of murder is harder when you don’t have access to the information you need.”
    Emily sighed and curved her mouth into a half smile.  She’d go with his line of questioning and alter her answers as needed.  At least Jax wasn’t coming at her w ith both guns loaded.  This way she could formulate her responses without giving too much away.  Schultz had given her fair warning of what could happen to Jax should he find out the truth.
    “After I decided that it would be better for me to stay and prove what I knew to be true, I called Schultz back and he was able to give me some names of people who had admittance in specific areas.”  Emily looked up at the leaves that were starting to fill out the branches on the trees.  The birds flew overhead, presumably either look ing for places to nest over the spring and summer or for food.  She was well aware of predators and the lengths they would go to in order to consume their prey.  “Piece by piece, I basically built a case for the Attorney General.”
    “I see two issues with what you just said,” Jax replied, although not in a combative voice.  
    He didn’t even bother to look her way when he said it, but left her where she was to walk a few steps away and place one of the devices against a tree trunk covered in vines.  He then stood up and walked back toward