As Alfred went into his room to get his coat, Erica quickly placed leather gloves on her hands and wiped anything she was likely to have touched with a handkerchief from her pocket.  She put the rag back for later use, then began to toss things out of the neatly packed boxes, pulling out anything small and valuable that she could, which wasn't much.  A watch, maybe some cuff links, things a petty thief would grab as they ransacked the room.  She worked quietly, not wanting the neighbors to hear anything, at least, not yet.  She figured making a mess was the easy part, the hard part might be getting him to help her.<br/><br/>"Help me!"  She worked quickly, but both of them together would make quick work of what they needed to do.  "I don't want anyone else to have to go through the questioning you did, the wondering.  We need to make this look real.  Very real."  She regretted not being able to take the TV, but hopefully her planned point of entry for the faux criminals would leave that explained.  In the worst case scenario, she'd topple it onto the floor as part of the ruse the neighbors<em>were</em>supposed to hear.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Erica</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRXInTMB9KZtPgd6ifLQKj4hcwkMSIKhvbSCm4XwNrvAu8tPIyW)</div></div>