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A fog scented by canyon pines greeted Devon Khan when he stepped from his front door. It was early in the morning of March 4, 2016, the day of the overdose, and Khan was on his way to work. The low sun lighting the ridges of the San Gabriels promised there would be no rain. The mountains provided a painterly backdrop to the north side of Pasadena, where Khan lived with his wife and their ten-year-old daughter. He was forty-four years old and the reservations supervisor at the Hotel Constance, a boutique inn on the edge of Pasadena’s central business district. A veteran of the hotel industry, Khan had bounced from property to property as better opportunities presented themselves. He had worked at the old Ritz-Carlton in Pasadena and its successor, the Langham Huntington. Khan did stints at the Mondrian and Sunset Tower, the West Hollywood haunts of the wealthy and celebrated. Hospitality at this level was a demanding and humbling gig. The default expectation was that every need, wish, whim, and mood of the guests will be catered to, and must be abided with a smile. Even for the guests who were out of line, deference and discretion remained the watchwords. Khan understood that. Polite, soft-spoken, eager to please, and handsome, with a striking resemblance to Los Angeles Laker Rick Fox, he considered himself an excellent fit for the business.