Chapter 2“Where are you off to this time?” Nicola asked, looking over the rim of her cup at her brother.
Layne took a drink of his coffee before replying. “I have a list as long as my arm of old houses and buildings Mitch wants me to photograph for the magazine’s cover story. They’re calling it Why Haven’t These Been Restored to Their Original Beauty?”
“Awfully long title.”
“I know, but who am I to argue.”
Layne worked for an architectural magazine of some renown as one of its photographers. In high school he’d discovered a passion for photography, and that he had a good eye for form and composition. As a result, he’d majored in photography in college. He still loved architecture, but not to the point of wanting to do a double major, although he did take a couple of courses. After grad
