He followed her, but before getting out of the building he stopped. "I'll be right there, just have to make a phone call, ok?", he said. He waited until she was far enough so as not to hear any parts of the conversation. He took his cellphone and dialed a number. Soon, a rough male voice said on the other side of the line: "Go ahead, Henry boy, what's it this time?". It was Jerry, an old friend who worked at the city morgue. Henry would usually call him, just to make sure he wasn't searching for a dead person. "Hey, Jerry, it's really complicated this time around, so I'll just give you the name, ok?", said Henry, "His name should be Aliester Deadly... if possible I'd like you to check the records... there's a possibility that he has been dead for a long time... yeah, I've gotta tell ya, I may be dealing with a 'psycho client'... either that, or vampires are real".<br/><br/>Jerry responded, "Oh, vampires? You have no idea how common those things are! Every now and then I see the bite marks, you know?". "Yeah, right", said Henry, "You're a real comedian, know that? But I have to go now, you keep me posted". He then hung up and headed to the girl's car. He knocks on the driver's window, and says, after it is open, "I'll get to my car so I can follow you there, ok?".