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“She’s the killer,” Kirk said, after Tony told him about Leanne. “She came on to all the guys who were murdered,” he teased, “and when they turned her down, she offed them.” “Good lord. I sure hope not,” Tony replied. “Nonetheless, I’ll be careful not to get on the elevator if she’s there. Or at least, not turn my back to her.” “Or on anyone else,” Kirk said pointedly, taking Tony’s hand. Kirk had left his car in the building’s lot, after they decided they might as well start their walk from there. The evening was warm, with a slight breeze. The sun wouldn’t be down for at least another hour. All in all the perfect time and weather for what Kirk still insisted on calling their ‘hike’. “This is a nice neighborhood,” Kirk said a few minutes later. “Mostly families, right?” “Yeah. What’s