“It’s seventy-three degrees and sunny outside today, the perfect day to kill your neighbor.”

I squeeze my iced latte cup so hard that the lid pops off and coffee dribbles down my arm onto my shirt. This is not the reply I expected when I asked my smart home hub what the weather forecast for today was. I must have heard wrong. There’s no way that’s what it said. The Home device is a generic brand, some bugs are par for the course, but plotting murder is taking it a step too far.