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PAULA AND KAYLA were at home, Paula clearing away the breakfast dishes as Kayla got out her books for the first lesson of the day. I introduced Adam. Kayla sized him up.
"You're a private eye?" she asked.
"I don't look like one?" he said.
"No."
He laughed. "How about Savannah? Does she?"
"More than you."
"It's all about the edge," I said. "I have one. You don't."
"All right," Adam said to Kayla. "Forget the lock-picking lesson, then."
"Lock-picking?" she said.
He took a lock-pick gun from his pocket and her eyes rounded.
"I was going to give you a lesson while Savannah talks to your grandma," he said. "But if I'm not proper PI material, then I wouldn't be a proper teacher ..."
"What's this?" Paula said, wiping her hands on a dishtowel.
I introduced Adam as my coworker and friend, then said, "I need to talk to you alone, Paula. Is it okay if Adam takes Kayla outside, shows her how to use the lock pick?"
She looked at Adam. "I don't think--"
"Please, Grandma?"
"They'll be right at the front door," I said. "If we sit in the living room, you can see them through the window."
"I suppose so ..."
They left. We went into the living room, and Paula positioned her chair where she could see the front steps as they worked on the lock.
"There's been a major development in the investigation," I said. "I wanted you to be the first to hear it. As you know, the gun used to kill Ginny and Brandi was never found."
"Has it been?"
"No, but it's been identified as a gun that was stolen from the police station's evidence locker a few years ago."
Paula glanced at me and I kept my eyes as wide as possible, giving no sign I was bullshitting her. I was good at that.
I continued, "That's when you worked at the station. Do you remember it?"
"Vaguely," she said. "It wasn't in the evidence locker, though. Just in the office. Confiscated from Bill Martin--a local no-good. They figured he'd broken in and gotten his gun back."
"Maybe, but that's not what they think now. In fact, Chief Bruyn swears he knew who took it, he's just not telling me."
Paula swallowed.
"Of course, whoever took the gun isn't necessarily Ginny's killer," I said.
Paula nodded.
