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not sure. Maybe a singlet? Maybe a t-shirt? Heck, maybe he was wearing nothing at all.”
    “So you don’t know?”
    “Like I said, detective. It was dark.” The woman leaned against the doorframe, and Sasha noticed her hand was trembling a little.
    “Okay. Anything unusual about him? Or anything stand out?”
    “Yes,” Mrs. Clark said, nodding. “He was bare foot.”
    “Excuse me?”
    “He wasn’t wearing any shoes. I know that’s what all the new-age kids do these days, bare-foot running and all that stuff. I’ve seen the advertisements. Still don’t know why you’d do it, though.”
    Sasha doubted that this was a ‘new-age kid’ running barefoot on the dusty, uneven tarmac street. “You’re sure about that, Mrs. Clark?”
    “Yes,” the woman said. “Fairly sure. It’s something you notice, you know?”
    “But you don’t know what he was wearing?”
    “I don’t pay attention to a man’s fashion at my age,” she said. “Like I said, it was dark.”
    Sasha finished scribbling down the description in her pad. “Good. Thank you for that. Anything else?”
    “Not that I can think of.”
    “Okay.” Sasha wrote down her mobile number on a page of her pad, and tore it out. “This is my number. If you think of anything else, call me immediately, okay?”
    “Okay, detective. If I might ask, what exactly has happened in there?” She jerked her head toward the Kinnear residence. “The two policemen didn’t tell me anything. They just told me to stay inside.”
    Sasha sighed. “There’s been a death.”
    “Oh no. Was Mr. Kinnear murdered?”
    “We’re not sure yet, but we’re not ruling anything out. Do you work, Mrs. Clark?”
    “No.”
    “Have you got to go out today?”
    “No.”
    “Then stay inside and keep your doors and windows locked.”
    “Why, am I in danger?”
    Sasha found the question funny. “This is Salty Springs, Mrs. Clark. You should always be locking your doors and windows.” She pointed at the piece of paper with her number that she’d given the woman. “Call me if you think of anything.”
    She left then, and began walking over to Mr. Sands’ house, wondering if he’d changed out of his robe.
     
     

To: Circle Cole
    BCC: Anastasia Sirrocos
     
    Circe,
     
    Charlie Kinnear was just an old man. He was already senile. We get old, too, and when we do, the same things happen to us.
    I did know him personally. I had met him before. So, yes, he was on our radar. But we tracked him down late. The man had lived in isolation for (and this is just my guess) more than a century. He didn’t have a husband or boyfriend (he was gay) and seemed to interact little with anybody in Salty Springs. At least, that is what I remember from my sole visit.
    As far as I know, he wasn’t important in the grand scheme of things. He appeared uninterested in the fact that I was like him. He didn’t seem to care one way or the other. Senility had already begun to degrade his brain when I met him, so that could play a factor.
    But it’s just as likely he didn’t care one way or the other. Not all shapeshifters feel the need to bond with others. Some are simply hermits. Though we consider ourselves a different species, our human selves still develop independent personalities.
    Perhaps Charlie Kinnear was just a social recluse. Maybe he had a psychological disorder, like agoraphobia. These are not questions, because the speculation is useless.
    I’m guessing you are going to ask me next why we didn’t warn him. The truth of that is we didn’t know anybody else knew about him. And back then, we didn’t know that Leon could receive information in that way, too.
    There was simply no indication that he was in danger.
    Hope that helps clear some things up. I won’t be able to respond to your emails for the next few days. Anastasia and I have got a new lead.
    Best of luck with your book.
    Caleb
     
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