Chapter 31

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Because he needed to keep busy, Jax spent most of Monday morning going through Donovan’s books, taking a few of them to the workroom because the covers needed minor repairs. He’d asked Donovan at breakfast if there were any of them that needed more than that.

“No,” Donovan replied. “Despite what you might think, I’m usually very careful to make certain the pages themselves are in excellent condition.”

Jax grinned. “So the crayon marks on the atlas were an anomaly.”

“More like my greed to get my hands on it overcoming common sense. I’ve admitted as much.”

“You have,” Jax replied. “By the way, I’m not going to charge you for anything I do on the covers from now on. It’s not your fault I’m still here.”

“I don’t mind paying you.”

“I do. I don’t intend to take advantage of you because some nut has decided he wants me dead.”

“Let’s pray he doesn’t succeed,” Donovan said.