Chapter 18

So when his day ended, an hour later than normal, he pocketed the camera and headed out. After arriving home, he set the camera on his desk, went to change into well-worn jeans and a T-shirt, then fixed supper. He was anxious to see the photos but figured since he’d waited this long, another hour wouldn’t matter and he’d have filled the empty hole in his stomach, which made him feel more human.

Finally he sat down at his desk, put the new battery in, and turned on the camera. Pressing the ‘review’ button, he brought up the last picture Wynn had taken.

“What the fucking hell!” He looked at the picture in disbelief then at the drawing over his desk and back at the picture. “No way, no how is that possible.”