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Every surface had beenthe murder weapon

Most telling of all, in Eve’s judgain, she slipped the elevator surveillance into her desk monitor

The discs were initialed

Gorham Complex Elevator A 2-12-2058 06:00

Eve zipped through, watching the hours fly by The elevator doors opened for the first ti her unit a quick se bobbled, then studied the nervous little man who entered and asked for the fifth floor

A jued at his collar and slipped a breath mint between his lips Probably had a wife and two kids and a steady white-collar job that allowed him to slip away for an hour once a week for his nooner

He got off the elevator at five

Activity was light for several hours, the occasional prostitute riding down to the lobby, sos and bored expressions A few clients caht Some residents went out, snazzily dressed for dinner, others came in to keep their appointments

At ten, an elegant-looking couple entered the car together The woman allowed thebut stiletto heels and a tattoo of a rosebud with the ste the left nipple He fondled her, a technically illegal act in a secured area When the elevator stopped on eighteen, the wo about the play they’d just seen

Eveday It was he as the victihbor and associate

The glitch happened at precisely 12:05 The ie shifted almost seamlessly, with only the faintest blip, and returned to surveillance at 02:46

Two hours and forty-one minutes lost

The hallway disc of the eighteenth floor was the sa coffee as she thought it through The h with the building to knohere and how to doctor the discs And he’d taken his tiht The autopsy put the victim’s death at two AM

He’d spent nearly two hours with her before he’d killed her, and nearly an hour more after she’d been dead Yet he hadn’t left a trace

Clever boy