Victoria couldnâ€™t believe that this guy was outsmarting her. She couldnâ€™t believe that she hadnâ€™t found anything about him yet. Maybe she should just stop working for a while. No, wait. She couldnâ€™t. It was already hard for her to keep her head up after the work that she did for the government and other men who paid her to either kill someone or get a lead on someone. Killing someone was much easier, but people didnâ€™t ask her to do things like that. Besides, sheâ€™s a woman. She canâ€™t kill. Can she? Or at least, thatâ€™s what most men thought when they saw her. So they either left her without work or gave her shitty jobs like tracking a man down and leaving the rest to the police. Victoria missed the thrill that it brought to kill someone. It took her a while before she realized what she was thinking to herself. How could you enjoy killing someone, she asked herself as she shook her head. There was one explanation; She was getting mentally disturbed. What else could it be?<br/><br/>Victoria gasped when she could hear a message from Eric over his phone. She couldnâ€™t recall giving him her phone number. She looked at the side and stared at the phone. Well at least someone had something to celebrate, she thought with a sigh. Victoria picked up the phone before the message ended and then quickly said hi. Hoping that he hadnâ€™t hung up yet.