Chapter Thirty-FiveWhen Alan arrived at the station the following morning, he headed straight for the laboratory.
“Can you tell me whether this picture has been tampered with?” Alan said to the first technician he met. He held up the photograph Agnes had given him the previous evening.
The technician, a woman wearing a white coat, took the photograph from him and peered at it through her heavily-rimmed glasses.
“I'll need to look at it in detail, Chief Inspector,” she said, still staring at the photo. “But what I can tell you right away is that this photographic paper is not what they would have used back when the picture was originally taken.”
She glanced up at Alan and smiled. “This is more modern, the type of photo-paper many people use today to print out copies of photos from their
