A sleek, black sports car pulled up on the opposite side of the street from the crime scene, the engine slowly quietening as the car came to a halt. Lehmann stepped out of the car, dressed in a long black suit, with short-cropped dark brown hair and blue eyes. He walked to the boot of the car, taking out a gun which he loaded a clip of ammo into and putting on a pair of fairly unremarkable sunglasses. He walked through the police barrier and up to the door of the house and attempted to open the door without success. He took his mobile phone out and dialled a number.<br/><br/>"Kirk, did you say the police left it open for us?"<br/><br/>"That's what they told us," a voice replied. "Is it still locked?"<br/><br/>"Yeah," Lehmann replied. "I'm gonna see if the neighbours have a key, I'd rather not break the door down."