The .40-caliber bullet was fired Sunday morning one week ago, at about 26 minutes after 2. Court documents locate the crime at the intersection of North Civic Plaza and East Stetson Drive in Old Town Scottsdale. Really, though, the murder of Captain Kyle Brayer is a crime with echoes all across this Valley, this state, this world of ours. Because if you can measure a human being by the sum total of the lives he or she touches, then Kyle Brayer, who died two weeks short of turning 35 years old, lived more than any 10 of us. Son. Brother. Marine. Firefighter. Entrepreneur. Teacher. Traveler. Leader. Hero. Kyle Brayer was all of those things. This is what makes the loss of such a fine man so tragic, even as his life is so worth celebrating.