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“You make it sound like I go around killing people willy-nilly.”

“Willy-nilly? Are you on drugs? Also, you literally go around killing people. It’s what you do for a living and for fun.”

“Speaking of fun. Did you hear about the tragic death at the park today?”

He rubs his face. “Who did you kill and why?”

“Some fucker in a pink shirt.”

“You can’t kill a guy for wearing pink.”

“I know that. I’m not a complete psycho.”

“You stabbed someone for wearing a Dallas Cowboys jersey.”

“Time and place. He should have known better.”

“He was at a football game.”

“Sitting in the Chief’s section. I was doing him a favor. They were ready to mob him. Besides, that was three years ago, and I’ve mellowed since then.”

“Right. Mellowed.” He shakes his head. “And the guy in the pink shirt?”

“He wanted to fuck Starling. Told me we could share, then told her she’d need both of us to feel anything because bitches these days get around or some shit. I saw red after that.”

Atlas nods. “Sounds justified to me. Prick.”

“Exactly.”

Kenzo reappears and gives me a death stare before sitting in the chair in front of the desk.

“You find anything out about the twins? Any witnesses? Or cameras?” I ask him.

“Nothing. Nobody saw anything suspicious, and none of the cameras in the area picked up the twins.”

“What time were they discovered?”

“Midnight,” Kenzo replies.

“So, we’re either looking for someone capable of taking out two six-six highly trained individuals without being seen or heard, or they were dumped there after they were killed.”

“You think they were killed somewhere else?” Atlas leans forward.

“Possibly. Depends on the blood.”

“Let me call my source. Hold on.”

Kenzo gets up and walks over to the door to make his call.

“So if they were dumped, why there?” Atlas asks.

“Not sure. They’d have to know that putting them in a dumpster would delay them being found.”

“The place must be significant somehow.”

“What else is around there besides the coffee shop and recruitment center?”

Atlas starts typing, looking it up on his laptop. “A hairdresser, thrift store, and community center.”

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