Riggs winds up his trilogy with a fitting cap, but lightning doesnt strike twice. 
 I skipped reviewing the second book, because, well, I wasnt writing at the time. I do that sometimes. Usually because ive been busy volunteering or painting. I did read it, and I felt that the author was stretching, shoehorning the story around the collection of available photos at his disposal rather than the other way around. The first novel seemed to flow much more naturally from the images. 
 Just... dont try to stretch this concept any thinner Mr. Riggs. It wont go. 
 This third and final installment brings a reasonably satisfying close to the set, but there is still a sense of not enough butter scraped over too much bread. I felt that the author knew where he was headed with this one, and let the charmingly weird photos fall into a supporting role, which they handle with aplomb. 
 Overall, its a good series. Well crafted and never dull. Dont bother with it in ebook from though, the medium isnt up to handling the photographs properly.