Chapter 17

Helen had gone to get her hair done and the four younger women were going to meet her at the Grey Goose Tea Room at three o’clock. Since they still had half an hour to spare, they wandered down the mall idly commenting on various window displays.

Elise paused by a small art gallery to look at an exceptionally fine mounted photo of a wolf standing in the middle of the woods. It had a natural wood frame and a deep burgundy mat that added warmth to the blues and greys of the actual picture.

“This is nice,” she commented to her companions. The others nudged each other and giggled. “What? Don’t you like it?”

“Oh, we like it all right. Don’t you recognize the subject?”

Puzzled, she studied the picture again. The background looked vaguely familiar. She said as much to them. “But I can’t really say where I’ve seen it before.”

Phoebe leaned over and whispered in her ear. “That’s a picture of Kane.”

“What?” She spoke louder than she’d intended and several s