The reminder Jameson would be doing this for someone else slammed into Avery and caught him by surprise. He couldn’t afford to let pointless jealousy take hold, so he breathed deeply, let it go, and focused. He was just going on a ghostwalk to help a new ghostwalker. That was it.
If he repeated it enough, it would be true.
“I’ll be fine.”
Jameson shot him a look, and Avery chuckled.
“Okay, I’ll be fine eventually.” Avery pulled away and grabbed the hem of his shirt again. “Let me get settled.”
Jameson nodded, pushed himself up, and then sat in the chair next to Avery as Avery pulled off his shirt, handed it over without looking at Jameson, and then took long, slow, even breaths. Meditation had always been his key. He breathed and thought, fixing Lucy and her case in his mind. When he was ready, when he thought he had the particulars fixed and the nerves pushed away, he opened his eyes and looked right at Renata.
He nodded.