Skater felt guilty as he watched Elvis holding his daughter, knowing there was a body in one of the next rooms that could, beyond a doubt, get them all geeked. He couldn’t help thinking Deja was probably right in saying he had no business with Emma. The way he lived, running the shadows, was no way to bring up a child. But he had to worry about other matters at the moment. "What good is this diagnostics equipment going to do?"