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beaten Kins, who was also burning the candle at both ends. He’d called her cell to say he was dropping off his kids at school. They were both receiving overtime for working double shifts, which had been nice when Tracy was young and single, but now she’d trade the extra money for extra sleep and she knew Kins would too. TCI was going over the car as Tracy entered the room. Joe Jensen greeted her, but not with a smile. He frowned and shook his head. “Somebody wiped down the car, inside and out,” he said. “What do you mean? Are you telling me they’re not finding any prints?” “They’re finding prints, just not where they would expect to find them.” He walked her over to the car. “For instance, the outside door handle on the driver’s side is clean.” “What about the air bag?
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