“Are you J. Jenks?” I asked.
“Why're you looking for J?”
“That's my business.” Besides, I didn't have a clue. “Are you J?”
We faced each other for a long moment while his sharp eyes ran up and down the fitted pearl gray sheath I wore. His gaze finally made it to my face. “You don't look like the usual customer.”
“I'm probably not the usual,” I admitted. “But I do need to see him as soon as possible.”
“I'm not sure what to do,” he admitted.
“Why don't you tell me your name?”
He grinned. “Max.”
“Nice to meet you, Max. Now, why don't you tell me what you do for the usual?”
His grin became a frown. “Well, J's usual clients don't look a thing like you. Your kind doesn't bother with the downtown office. You just go striaght up to his fancey office in the skyscraper.”
I repeated the other address I had, making the list of numbers a question.
“Yeah, that's the place,” he said, suspicious again. “How come you didn't go there?”
“This was the address I was given—by a very dependable source.”
“If you were up to any good, you wouldn't be here.”
–Bella Cullen and Max, Breaking Dawn, page 637-638
“You've got to be involved in something big. And bad,” he mused.
“It's not really like that.”
“That's what they all say. But who else needs papers? Or can afford to pay J's prices for them, I should say. None of my business anyway,” he said, and then muttered the word married again.
He gave me an entirely new address with basic directions, and then watched me drive away with suspicious, regretful eyes.
At this point, I was ready for almost anything—some kind of James Bond villain's high-tech lair seemed appropriate. So I thought Max must have given me the wrong address as a test. Or maybe the lair was subterranean, underneath this very commonplace strip mall nestled up against a wooded hill in a nice family neighborhood.
I pulled into an open spot and looked up at a tastefully subtle sign that read JASON SCOTT, ATTORNEY AT LAW.
The office inside was beige with celery green accents, inoffensive and unremarkable. . . A fish tank was set into the wall, and a blandly pretty blond receptionist sat behind the desk.
–Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, page 641-642
Design and piecing by Wanda
My block represents J. Jenks and the documents Bella must obtain for Jacob and Renesmee. In the book when she finally tracks him down, his office is in a strip shopping mall so I used the brick fabric for that, thinking I've seen brick shopping centers before and it was the only reasonable fabric building material I had! I constructed my façade with raw edge appliqué and Steam-a-Seam to adhere the door and window. I added the pediment at the top of the door just because it seemed to me to look a little more “attorney” like. In the book when Bella enters the office she sees the fish tank and I put in a desk to hold the tablet with the personal info to make the documents. I tried to add a few stitches but in the end had to use my sewing machine to further hold things in place. The idea for this block just came into my head after reading those pages in the book more than a few times!