The first picture was a side view of Elizabeth and Trent from last night. They were standing in a crowd with him standing behind her and his arms wrapped around her waist.
Although the sight of his brother with his arms surrounding her sent a spark of jealousy through him, his fear overshadowed everything. Someone had followed her last night.
Quickly, he flipped through the rest of the pictures. There were ones of them walking into the restaurant, down the street, through the park. More still of them sitting on a park bench, Trent leaning into her as if he was moments away from touching her.
“You still with me, Mr. Daniels?”
“Yeah. I’m still here. It’s pictures taken last night when Elizabeth was out with my brother, Trent.”
“Do you have a large plastic bag you can put everything in?
