Even as late as Saturday afternoon, as Kim and Jake were doing their routine weekend errands; Trader Joe’s-for three more packages of the unsweetened mango slices, a couple frozen pesto flatbreads for dinner when Kim didn’t feel like cooking, maybe just one no-guilt mac and cheese – Bed Bath and Beyond for a second set of towels in aubergine, a swing by the cleaners to pick up Jake’s shirts, they were unaware that life – their life- was going to change forever. By Sunday morning, when the doorbell rang at eight-thirty-five, and Kim opened the front door to four Los Angeles County detectives, she was a few moments and a few sentences from the line (solidus) that would divide life into before and after.