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any better images than this?’ Emma asked. ‘Closer-up shots, so we can try and see who it is?’
    ‘Sorry, no,’ he replied. ‘In all the shots I was focusing on Scott Goulding, because I’d identified him as following you. So any time this other person is in frame, it’s just luck. Particularly as they’re hanging back, as you can see in those two photos. Of all the four images, these are the best ones.’
    Emma looked closely at the photograph. It was impossible to identify the person, or tell their sex.
    Lizzy gave the photo back to David. ‘So, at times, there were actually three people following Emma? Scott Goulding as Stephen Myers, Firework Films’ Adrian Spencer and this person in the cap?’
    ‘It sounds ridiculous but, yes, sometimes there were three people following.’
    Lizzy raised an eyebrow. ‘Do you think each of the three people was unaware of the others?’
    He shrugged. ‘Well, I didn’t see Scott Goulding or Adrian Spencer interact with anyone else whilst I was there. I certainly didn’t see them talk to the person in the cap.’
    ‘It was busy,’ Emma said. ‘I can imagine how they might not have seen one another.’
    ‘Yes,’ David said. ‘It’s not as if they were following you down quiet roads. Each of the three people could mingle with the crowds, blend in to some extent. And if you think that Adrian Spencer was only following for a shorter period of time, while the person in the cap was hanging back more – I think it’s possible that they just didn’t see one another.’
    ‘There were actually four people following us,’ Emma said.
    Lizzy looked across at her. ‘Four?’
    ‘David,’ Emma explained, gesturing at him.
    ‘Yes, that’s right,’ he said, the thought obviously not having occurred to him. ‘But what are you getting at?’
    ‘Well, the three others didn’t see you, so it’s very possible that they didn’t see one another either.’
    He nodded. ‘Good point.’
    ‘There’s another possibility,’ Lizzy said. ‘They might have been working together. Maybe not all three, but two of them could have been working as a pair.’
    ‘You’re thinking of Sally?’ Emma said.
    ‘Yes. We already know that she was telling Scott Goulding what to do, directing him. We thought it was just from a distance, but maybe sometimes she was closer to the action.’
    ‘You could be right. And even if it isn’t Sally,’ Emma said, ‘it still might mean that either Adrian Spencer or Scott Goulding knows who the person in the cap is.’
    Lizzy nodded. ‘You’re right.’
    Emma looked at David. ‘What do you think?’
    He was caught by surprise, lost in thought. ‘I . . . I don’t know, to be honest. It’s possible that these people might have been working together. But I think it’s equally possible that they weren’t.’
    ‘So what do you think we should do?’ Emma said, a little desperately.
    David Sherborn almost laughed. ‘You’re asking me? I’m just a photographer. I haven’t got a clue with this sort of thing. Photographs, I’m your man, but anything else . . .’
    He was right. He was a photographer, not a private investigator or law enforcement. It wasn’t fair to expect him to be able to offer any solutions.
    ‘I’m sorry I can’t be of more help,’ he said. ‘I really am. You don’t deserve all this, Emma. I wish I could do something.’
    ‘Maybe you can,’ Lizzy said. ‘Em, why don’t you show him the photo that came this morning? He might be able to tell whether it’s real or not.’
    Emma hesitated. She looked across at Lizzy, who nodded at her to go ahead.
    Emma didn’t feel completely comfortable sharing the image with David Sherborn before speaking to Dan about it, but it was an opportunity to gain some professional insight. She pushed away her reluctance and passed across the photograph. ‘I received it in the post. We think it was sent by the person in the cap.’
    David Sherborn inspected it. ‘This is your husband,