When supper was over, they took Sherwat for his evening walk. It was snowing lightly which had Joe grumbling, “It better not turn into another damned blizzard.”
“I’m with you on that,” Derek agreed. “I’m about ready for spring to show up.”
Joe snorted. “I’ve been ready for the last month.”
By the time they got home the snow had stopped, leaving behind frigid cold that made the lawns and trees glitter like diamonds under the light of the raising moon. Joe took out his phone to take a couple of photos, which reminded him of the ones he’d shot of Leon.
Once he’d shed his outerwear, he went into Derek’s office to download them onto the computer. Derek joined him, saying after he’d looked at them, “If looks could kill.”
“Yeah. Like I said, scary.”
“I want you to do something tomorrow when
