Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 28

I realized as we passed the arcade that if I was going to get anywhere toward identifying who Kerri was that I was going to need a photograph.

I saw the photo booth just inside the arcade, 8 pictures for two bits. That was seven more than I needed, but hey, you only go around once.

I dropped the coins in and we slid into the booth and pulled the curtain. The flash went off in short intervals, and we just smiled like a couple of lovers that has asked a passing stranger to take a few shots of us...