Neith catches her breath for a moment, wondering if she will see Diana Hunter’s face in the attached image file, but doesn’t. A narrow woman in recovery, painfully thin and with lank hair falling around her shoulders, glowers at her from the frame. Joan of Arc, Neith thinks, and wonders immediately if she has arrived at this comparison by ricochet, bouncing off the martyrdom of her victim and conflating Anna Magdalena with Mary Magdalene and then doubling down.