19 Chapter 19

He was very certain he knew who had shot at him. It had to be his mortal enemy, Keegan. None of the crooks he’d double-crossed had any idea the man he’d been when he worked with them wasn’t exactly who he had seemed to be.

There were two possibilities on how Keegan might have found him, and they both had to do with his Jax Martel persona.

“There’s no reason Fairchild would have told anyone I was coming out here.” Fairchild being the man he got his leather from. “Besides, I only let him know this morning.”

He knew it wasn’t beyond the realm of possibility that Keegan might have found out that he, Jax, was also Jackson Martin, and that he ran a business restoring books. It was something Jax had done in the past and Keegan knew it. He’d almost managed to kill Jax soon after he’d learned about his new profession, only failing because he’d been cocky and had approached Jax openly, figuring he’d be so frightened he wouldn’t react until it was too late.