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Kira continued walking around the front of the house toward the garage where her car was parked. She ran into Laura Stirling as she rounded the corner.
“Oh! Hello, Mrs. Stirling,” she said, silently cursing her luck. What she really wanted was to sprint to her car and peel out of the driveway. She forced a smile.
Laura peered at her from over the top of her designer sunglasses. “I was wondering whose car was parked by the garage,” she said by way of greeting. “Have you found any leads?”
“Ah, nothing definitive yet,” Kira said, anxious to be off. “I just came back for another look around.”
“Hopefully you figure out something soon. Raymond was already distraught last night, and now his beloved Elena is gone.” She leaned toward Kira, lowering her voice. “I know he doesn’t want to beli
