Chapter 3
As soon as breakfast was over and Donovan had left, Jax took the atlas and the three books he planned to restore down to the workroom. Since it was a nice day, he opened the windows to let in some fresh air. Then, laying out what he needed, he began working on the torn page of the atlas.
He was totally involved in what he was doing, so it took a couple of moments for the sound of a dog’s barking to penetrate his consciousness. He checked out the windows but there wasn’t a dog anywhere in view. Intrigued, because as far as he knew Donovan didn’t own a one, he finished what he was doing and then went outside to the back yard. He saw something he hadn’t noticed from looking out his bedroom windows. Beside the three-car garage at the rear of the beautifully maintained grounds there
