Chapter Fifty-One
Harper and Diane leaned over Frank as he swiveled in Sam’s cheap tan office chair and showed them the shadow again; and where Richard’s face had been pasted into the video. “If we go back and look at the person who’s dragging Dan, he appears the same height and weight. But it’s dim, not close up, so it’s hard to tell. But look here.” Frank tapped a few keys on the keyboard. “When I blow this up, see the watch, that band around his wrist?”
Harper, Sam, and Diane squinted at the low-quality color video to see what he was trying to show them. The man wore black gloves and a long-sleeved dark shirt, but his left wrist was exposed and there was some type of cloth bracelet, green and white, around his wrist.
“What is that?” Harper asked.
“That is what is called a friendship
