There were men sitting in a golf cart parked near the front door. Three of them were staying under the shade of the cart, one in front, and facing two whose feet were braced casually against the back of the front seat. A fourth one had smoothly alighted from the cart as soon as it came to a stop. He was a big man, muscular, tall, and talking earnestly into a cell phone.

The man was walking away from the others as he continued his call, taking long, athletic strides down the driveway. The other three men began to alight from the cart, one-by-one, and just as someone came out of the side of the estate to drive the golf cart off, three women were emerging from the front door.

The three men all turned and exchanged hugs with the women. The women’s faces were all obstructed by the men, and it looked like there was good natured ribbing going in, with two of the men playfully nudging the women in their rib areas and everyone was laughing at a joke one of the men had apparently cracked.

Miller continued to click away, and examined the quality of the shots. Hmm… Not bad. Even from this distance. Finally the women stepped away from the men, heading towards a table and chairs under a broad umbrella. Miller decided to use the sniper scope to continue observing the group, to practice adjusting the scope.

At first, all she could make out was that two of the women were blonde, and the third was auburn-haired. She made other adjustments to the scope, instinctively focusing on the area around the women. The scope was more powerful than the camera, Miller thought.

In the instant the scope adjusted to the right setting so that the details of the area she was sweeping past came sharply into view, as if the scene was unfolding just a few feet away from her, instead of a mile away from Miller, one of the blondes tossed her hair in a way similar to how someone Miller had been closed to long ago had done so. The peripheral area of the scope picked up that the blonde had sat down gracefully to sip from a cup that had been laid down for her to drink from, apparently, and had started to fork some fruit from the bowl set out next to the cup.