it to her. She unfolded it.
It was a different photograph, grainy and printed on cheap paper. A man standing outside a gas station at night, half-turned from the camera. Dark hair, narrow face, a scar near his jaw. On the back, in black marker: ASK LOGAN WHAT MICHAEL DID TO ELIAS.
Joanna looked at him. “You went to the police?”
“Yes. They took a copy.continue reading …
