Chapter 48

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Browning“Just move a little to the left, please,” said the photographer curtly. Jarrod did as he was told, and the bearded man snapped another barrage of shots. Jarrod was wearing his fourth suit of the shoot, and this time he had his hands bound in rope and a noose loosely draped around his neck. Two very attractive ladies straight from a Robert Palmer music video flanked him and he had the instruction to remain still and stare through the camera into the distance. “Head up. Up further,” said the photographer. “Now open your eyes wider …” Jarrod resisted the temptation to tell the photographer where to go and used his dislike for the snapper to channel the ice cold look on his face in a scene of pure concentration. “Next change, please,” shouted the photographer, who was giving off no

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