He set the photograph down and picked up the next. They were in no particular order; he’d arranged and rearranged them numerous times, trying to get a sense of the guy and the crime. This was the one he couldn’t explain; this was the one that didn’t make any sense. It wasn’t the most detailed of the photographs—he’d selected a long scene-shot, rather than a detail shot, because getting a view of the whole crime scene was more important than getting bogged down in the details.