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Kira, Nick, and Trevor took the fire escape down to the alley below. As Kira and Nick had suspected, neither the metal staircase, nor the narrow, garbage-scented alley held any clues. Even worse, no nearby businesses had security cameras that faced the alley’s entrance.
Nick had made a call to a friend at the precinct to check any nearby traffic cams as soon as the chance came up, but he wasn’t optimistic that he would get a call back anytime soon. Kira considered putting Rob onto it, but she didn’t want to distract him from his work on her copy of Reid’s laptop files unless it was absolutely necessary.
Now the trio were standing in the sun-drenched parking lot by Kira’s car. Kira clutched the prepaid phone to her ear and listened to it ring as beads of sweat started to prickle benea
