EMMA JANE WAS ON HIGH alert. While she'd managed to laugh at Vanessa's comments when appropriate, she knew that she wasn't giving her the attention she deserved. It wasn't because Vanessa wasn't engaging. Emma Jane always enjoyed her dry and somewhat snarky sense of humor. But the darkness emanating from the corner where the two unassuming men stood made it hard for her to focus on anything else.
She tried to separate the energy of the two men. The police officer was younger by at least a decade, maybe more. He stood about six feet tall, with brown hair and a small goatee. His face was attractive, although relatively average. She wasn't sure if it was a face that would have caused her to stop and take note, even prior to meeting Vanessa. But the darkness surrounding him was another matter
