For someone who didn't say anything when he'd caught her, she sure was a noisy one now.  Glancing to the right he dug through her purse and found her cell phone.  Taking that and anything else that looked like it could reach the outside world, he left everything else in her purse.  Walking to the room he unlocked the door and opened it, dropping the purse and a bottle of water on the floor in front of her.  He then shut the door and locked it again.  He hadn't said a word to her as he was still running the situation through his mind.  Mainly on why he'd stopped.  He had killed plenty of feline females, hell the politician was a feline and an female.  She was older but he'd ended a few younger one's too.  So what the hell had made this one so damn special?  Heading to the kitchen he leaned against the counter as he grabbed another bottle of water and sipped on it as he pondered over his hesitation to kill the female.  One thing that was for certain, he'd have to kill her soon as he really didn't have the patience or the need for an unwilling roommate.  Maybe if she annoyed him enough he'd kill her just for that.  For now, he just needed to calm down and get the tension and nerves from the latest job to bleed away.<br/><br/>The room she was in had its own master bathroom so she'd be able to use the restroom if she needed.  Maybe he'd get lucky and she'd just choose to drown herself in the bathtub, though he doubted he'd be that lucky.