Emma's shoulder hunched as the men behind her shouted, and she ground her teeth, refusing to glance over at them. Irritation was clear for Max to see in her expression, and she wasn't thrilled with the notion of showing that to the source of the frustration.

"Police business," her shout was dismissive, and she nodded for them to continue into the house. Her voice lowered, and she agreed. "Just me."

After all, that was how it'd always been.