Three seconds later, a very loud male voice burst from the speaker at them."God dammit! What?"Jenna looked up at Justin who just shrugged, being the b...g man that he was and waved his hand towards the button. "Ladies first." Thanks so damn much, Justin." She pushed the button and spoke into the receiver. "Mr. Matthews, this is Detective Jenna Donovan and my partner Detective Justin Swope. Does a Stephanie Lawrence live here?" She let go of the button and muttered under her breath, "Detective. Check that: there was no 'try' ... he was going to kill them.Perhaps she could acquire the source at the same time. But if she acquired him, did that mean that the terrorists would succeed, since they were not killed? Peter had never said whether the terrorist plot would succeed or fail, nor whether he would kill them before or after the attack. She was not willing to risk a successful terrorist incident to acquire a new source. Could he perhaps be trapped after foiling the attack? What if. The youngest looked to be a boy, now that he was close. He was on his belly with a bumped head. I gently picked him up with some difficulty, with one arm, and held the small bundle close. His arms came up to hold me, as he recovered, till he felt my uniform, and the crying immediately stopped. I did not need to read his mind, to know he was frightened out of his mind. A wet feeling down my front, told me how frightened he really was.A female, perhaps the mother, came out and raised her arms,. " Does Lisa know?" she whispered."I'm working with Lisa," I told her."Hang on," she said, scurrying around the cut-table and back into theoffice. I adjusted my purse strap and glanced down at my pointy toedshoes as I heard a concerned murmuring coming from the back of thestore. It was mid-afternoon, a slow period for incoming orders, and Ihoped I wouldn't have to wait too long.I was absently tapping the counter with my French-tipped nails when Jilleventually came back out from the office with.