Free Dog Days Murderous Nights: Winnona Peaks Mysteries Book 1 by Emily Page

took of the beagle. It contained the ones that Charlie had already chosen for the upcoming magazine.”  Diana’s head whipped around.
    “Does that make you upset, Diana?” Christy asked.
    “No, not at all.  Why should it make me upset?”
    “Your boss, Charlie, already told us how desperate you were to sell him your photos. It sounded like you might have been pretty upset when you first found out he wasn’t going to use your photos.  Charlie even has the bruises on his wrist to prove it.”
    “Charlie just bruises easily,” she shot back. “Besides, I made my peace over a free meal Charlie bought me at the tavern.”
    “Okay then we just have to keep trying to figure out some things from these photos.”
    “Well I am just about done with this little game without my lawyer present so you’ll have to come up with some quick before I lose my patience,” Diana said.
    “Diana, do you have one of those jeweler’s magnifying glasses?”
    “Yes, and their called loupes.  I have one in my bag right over there.”
    “Can you get that for us, please?” Christy asked.  Diana complied and sat back down, holding the loupe out of use.  Christy held up and handed the photos to Diana to use.  Gregory was tired of being polite and finally took a big glass of lemonade.  “Now look at all three of the photos we have here.  See anything different?”  Christy asked.  Diana quickly scanned the photos and handed them back. 
    “This is silly.  I don’t need a loupe to see that you have three duplicates.”  She handed the loupe to Christy, sat back and crossed her arms.  Christy smiled and took the loupe to the photo, finding the hand and camera in the mirror. She held it firmly in place and gave it to Hailey. 
    “So, Hailey, what do you see here?”
    “There’s a hand and camera in J.W.’s closet.  You can see it in the mirror behind Nori.  Someone was in the closet!” 
    Diana yanked it out of her hand and looked.  “So what.  It could just be a PhotoWorks trick.”
    Christy patiently picked up one of the other duplicates.  “Well one of them is definitely the work of PhotoWorks.”  She smiled and handed her the other photograph. 
    “This is a setup.  It doesn’t mean anything,” Diana said.
    “Let me see,” Hailey said, holding out her hand for the photo and the loupe. “There’s nothing in the closet in this one!  How is this possible?”  She handed both of them over to Nori who was also curious.
    “Oh, don’t play coy, Hailey.  It’s no secret that you are pretty handy with a camera.  I’m sure you could have pulled the trick off in a heartbeat.  From what I’ve noticed, you’ve been playing with some thumbnails there yourself on your laptop while we’re chatting.  Want to share with the group?”  Hailey shot her a glare.
    “You’re just jealous that he chose J.W.’s shots.  If you must know I had to edit some of the shots for the upcoming tribute issue of Canine Philosophy.”
    “Tribute issue?” Diana said.
    “You’re so consumed with that picture you deleted of the beagle you didn’t even get the memo that the entire spread is dedicated to J.W.,” Hailey barked.
    “I didn’t delete the photo.” Diana let a wicked grin cross her face.  “You know what, Hailey?  Right now, the fake cop has only you and me in their suspect pool and if they had anything else, you’d be under arrest right now.  So there’s a tribute issue to J.W.  Who cares?  Every day is a new day.  A new shot as they say in the business.”
    “Hailey, do you know where J.W.’s caméra redondante is?”  Kathleen asked.
    “Well, the batteries are dead,” Hailey said.  “It will take a second to get them swapped out.  It’s in my room.  I picked it up with the rest of his things from the closet.  You picked up that camera and I picked up the spare before the police came. J.W. didn’t ever trust local constables and told me to pick up the valuables before they search.