Jackie stepped back, clutching her jacket/the bible. "Y-you can't have it. N-no. He left it to me so I could protect it." Her body was shivering in fear as she gripped the bible to her chest. "You aren't...you can't touch it!" She whimpered softly, hugging her book close to her. "I don't want you to take it. I'm trying to protect it. Find out why he left it to me and why someone would want to kill him. Kill a good man who did nothing w-wrong!" She was stuttering a little bit as her body was terribly shaking. "You can't have it. You can't take it I won't let you." She looked down at her jacket. "I'm supposed to protect it."