Chapter 31

“What? That’s an awesome picture of me! I’m totally making that my profile pic.”

The two men laughed together as Ronan cycled back through the pictures of the goats, of Kiva playing, and the timer shots of Felix working.

“Why are there so many shots of Black Francis?” Ronan asked.

“I was trying to capture his evil deeds.”

“So far I’ve seen about thirty-seven shots of him standing stock still.”

“What can I say? His evil deeds are quick and covert.”

Ronan’s laugh died down once they’d reviewed the pictures far enough back that the day at the beach were now on-screen. He went through all of them slowly, in silence, and the pictures from town after that. He lowered the camera and looked into Felix’s eyes for a long time. “These pictures of me…”