Instinctively, David zoomed and scrutinized the pictures. Given Bradley's age, he was expecting a younger girl compared to the one that he was seeing. In the pictures was a younger woman, she looked to be somewhere on her early twenties.
Her hair was a shade of red that was not fiery red like Phoebe's. Instead, it was a shade of burnished copper. The picture had been taken when she was at a country club in Silver nation last summer. Her hair gleamed like autumn leaves kissed by the last rays of the sun.
"Doesn't she look familiar? " He spoke with mild uncertainty, displaying the picture from his phone to the group.
Phoebe clapped once and instantly spoke up. "Her! Of course she does, she was one of the clients that was with Ophelia at the Muni beauty bar. I remember the faces of all the clients that had been inside just on case Ruth was masquerading as one of them." She answered, her eyes still pinned on the picture.
