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“What should we do?” Trevor asked, bringing Kira’s thoughts back to the task at hand. His uncle was still inside the shed.
Kira sighed. “I guess I’d better talk to him.”
She went inside, Trevor following a step behind her to hover with an air of uncertainty.
“Sir?” Kira said to Raymond in a gentle voice. He looked up at her from where he knelt beside Elena’s body, his blue eyes filled with tears. “I know you want to keep the matter of your stolen item discreet, but I think we need to call the police. Murder is a much more serious issue.”
“But who would want to murder Elena?” he said, shaking his head. “Everyone who knew her loved her. I know you think otherwise, but I still can’t believe she would have anything to do with the robbery.”
“I’m friends with a detective on the police fo
