with the police and we are just trying to quietly rule out the idea of J.W. being murdered. Diana was a guest at the bed and breakfast where J.W. was staying.” Charlie’s tone changed immediately. “Oh, dear. That’s horrible. Was she the only one there?” “No, in fact there were two other guests connected to the dog show and one of them was the assistant that just sold you that thumb drive the day after J.W. died.” “Oh, my. Well how can I help? I can’t believe Diana could be mixed up with this.” “Well, like I said, has she been acting differently at all?” Kathleen asked. “Come to think of it, yes. Just yesterday I told her that I was choosing J.W.’s shots of the beagle over hers. She was really upset. I’ve got this bruise here to prove it. It’s not much. I get bruises on my lip if I sneeze too hard.” Kathleen looked down at his wrist and forearm where definite purple lines were forming.” “Diana did this to you?” Gregory frowned. “Like I said, she was really upset. It’s not a big deal. You should see the one on my hip from me clipping that ATM machine over there. I just told her that she needed to relax. I even had the magazine pay for her dinner down at Mickey’s Tavern to take the sting out of me choosing J.W.’s photos. “Does she know that you bought that thumb drive?” “Well, not yet. We’ve all been really busy. She usually uploads her thumbnails to a common account and I look at them when the dust settles. I glanced at them briefly but then I bought the thumb drive and moved on to other deadlines.” Gregory stepped forward. “Could you hold off on telling her just yet that you are still using J.W.’s photos?” “Why certainly. Is there anything else I can do?” Charlie asked. Gregory pulled the camera from around his neck and handed it to Charlie. “We need this shot enhanced. We’d like to see the mirror in this shot in greater detail.” Charlie frowned. “Well, I can zoom in but I’m not sure it will give you much. Do you mind if I look through the rest of these shots?” Gregory shook his head handing over the camera and Charlie started scanning. “That’s odd.” Without saying a word he disappeared to the back of his booth with the camera and started looking through some files on his laptop. Plugging a cord into J.W.’s camera he fired up his printer and printed off five to ten pictures before returning to Gregory and Kathleen. Frowning, he said, “Well now I’m confused.” Flipping his reading glasses back to the top of his head he pulled out the jeweler’s magnifying glass and looked at two identical photos. “Well I don’t know. It looks like in all the confusion I have duplicates here,” Charlie said. “Well, why is that bad?” Gregory asked. Charlie handed Gregory the jeweler’s magnifying glass and the photo of Nori and Mable on the sofa in J.W.’s room. “Yea, I see the hand and the camera in the background. So?” Charlie handed Gregory one of the duplicates. “There’s no camera!” “I printed out three or four shots and they all have the same problem.” “Well can’t you tell who took what shot?” “I’ve been in such a rush I just dumped all of them in a huge J.W. folder. I could do some research but it will take some time. Some of them are from Hailey. Some of them are from Diana and some of them are from J.W.” “Well, we’d really appreciate it if you could offer us a copy of your J.W. folder.” Kathleen said. “Anything. I’ll make a copy tonight.” Charlie answered, nodding. “Can we get the camera back and take these shots with us?” Gregory asked. Charlie retrieved the camera and handed it back. “Thanks for your time.” They walked away from the booth. “Do you have time to do some interviewing back at the bed and breakfast?” “Looks like I have to make time, doesn’t it.” Kathleen