A single glimmer

- Did you look at the photos, Danglard? Of the crime scene? Adamsberg asked. - Of course. - And so? Does it tell you anything? Because it tells me something. - Oh? And what does it tell you? - Exactly, nothing. It's something I don't know, yet it tells me something. So? - No idea. - Make an effort, for crying out loud. - Sorry, Superintendent, Danglard said with a hint of indifference. - Right. Plenary meeting in fifteen minutes. We need to understand. - Understand what? - That something, Commander. We'll start there.