Victoria gave him a sad smile as she took the piece of paper. She looked at the number that was on it and then kept it somewhere so she wouldnâ€™t forget about it. â€œThank you, you too Eric.â€ She replied and gave him one of her most charming smiles. There was a flush of red upon her cheeks when he kissed her hand and then walked off. Victoria stood there for a little while as she watched him leave. Then she decides it would be better if sheâ€™d go home and contact a few of her friends to ask if they might have some information about the killer. She highly doubted it though. The man was skilled at what he did. He was most likely the best.<br/><br/>As Victoria got home she took her laptop and started sending a few mails to her contacts. She also had several messages from different people who wanted her to deal with him. They were mostly cops and rich men who feared him. When it became dark she picked up her handgun and went out to the house. It was clear now. No police nor investigators. Victoria feared that they might have cleaned the house, which would make it almost impossible for her to find anything. She was right, the investigators had finished their jobs and made sure that everything was clean. Her eyes scanned the room but she couldnâ€™t find anything.<br/><br/>When she stepped into the living room she could hear a soft buzzing noise. She recognized it as a silent alarm. Victoria cursed and then looked around for the source of the alarm. It was a small sensor above her head. How could she not have seen it. Soon she could hear the all too familiar sirens echoing through the streets.  She ran upstairs and opened the window, making sure she didnâ€™t leave any marks while doing that, and then looked around. The first cops had already arrived and approached the house. Victoria made a quick escape by sliding down the roof and then climbing down the high walls of the house. High heels and climbing didnâ€™t go well together, she discovered as she fell the last 2 meters and landed on her back. It took her a while to get back home where she dropped herself on her bed. Victoria was frustrated by the fact that she couldnâ€™t find out anything about the killer. Then she started staring at the phone number of Erik. She wanted to call him, but maybe it was better to keep a distance between them. Sheâ€™d only cause trouble to him.