The Devilish Assassin Meets The Angelic Detective

Things were going so hectic at XXX Crime Investigation Headquarter because of the development about Catseye's Case.Erick informed Elle that he would go home late tonight.

"Something came up in the office. Are you going to cook or do you want me to order some food for you for dinner?" Despite being busy, Erick made sure to check on Elle from time to time.

Elle didn't usually cook so she choose the later. "Ahem... please order some."

A soft chuckle could be heard from the other line. "What?" Elle asked him. 'Is there something funny?'

"Nothing... I guess you don't usually cook." Erick replied.

"Of course not, ...it's just that... I am not in the mood to cook." she lied. She heard another chuckles from him.

"Hmm or you just used to my cooking! Did I spoil you that much with my excellent skills in cooking? Don't worry I will make it up to you." Erick teased her.

"You're too confident. Tsk tsk. My cooking skills is much more better than yours." she said as she sounded a little bit annoyed.

"Hmm Is that so? Then can you cook for me next time? Let me check how good your skills are." He challenged her.

'Is he serious? Can I take it back?' Elle's eyes widened when she heard him. She didn't know what to respond so she just stayed silent.

"Your silence... I will take that as a yes. I'll have to go now. See you later!" Erick said enthusiastically before he hung up the phone.

Elle was left speechless. 'Did he just take advantage of me?Me.... the most skilled assassin of my generation...will just cook for that Detective? Should I include him in my recipe instead and slice him into tiny pieces?'

After a while, out of boredom Elle decided to go inside Erick's room. She wanted to use his computer in order to access some information as well as to find out what evidence they have gathered already against her.

One week from, she would be healed completely and she would start to move against her enemies. Fortunately, there were no cameras installed inside their rooms so she had nothing to worry.

When she was about to unlock the door she noticed that it was not lock. She shook her head 'This guy can be easily fool. He trusts people easily. He didn't even lock his door, not afraid that someone might break in and steal something.'

When she entered the room she was amazed how clean and organized it was. Everything are arranged in a nice way, from the position of bedside table, tv screen, closets and the bed. It was quite spacious compare to her room.

Adjacent to his room was his small study room. The thing that she needed was in the study room so she went inside. Upon entering she saw bookshelves full of different kinds of books especially about Laws and Crime Investigations.

"Did he read all of that?" she mumbled to herself looking overwhelmed. "So glad I didn't become one. Memorizing those laws it's so boring and will just give me a headache".

She walked towards his table where the computer was also located. She wore a gloves to make sure that she would not leave any fingerprints. She was also careful not to touch or move the things inside. Erick might noticed that someone entered his study if there would be some changes.

When she was near the table, something caught her attention. It was a white folder with a logo of XXX Crime Investigation and label Case # 1007 (Arison-Blake Murder Case).

Upon opening the folder, Elle saw two photographic sketches, one was Charles and the other one was her. Fortunately they were in disguise. "Wow, they are really making a progress. I should give them credits for identifying us as the main culprits." Elle flashed her cunning smile.

She was about to examine all the files inside the folders when her phone suddenly rang. It was Charles who is calling her right now. 'I told him not to call me without informing me ahead, what if Erick was here and he saw that someone is calling me. It would cause some suspicion.'she thought to herself.

As soon as she answered it, a panic voice of Charles could be heard on the other line.

"Elle! They are following me! There are lots of them."

Elle frown as she heard the panicking voice of Charles. "Where are you? Who are they?"

"I am driving, on my way to my house but I noticed a while ago that someone is following me. When I tried to drive faster they sensed that I already knew that they are following me. I thought there is only one but they are many. Three black sedan cars are on my tail right now!! I think they are members of Skull Gang!" Charles explained to her spontaneously.

Elle stayed quiet for a while. She was thinking about something. Charles'cursing, screeching sound of cars and honking could be heard on the other line. A light flashed on Elle's eyes. She understood what was happening right now. A smirk appeared on her face. " Like father like son. James Arison, he is a clever man."

"What do you mean?" Charles asked her.

"He knows something about you. Since he couldn't find me he changed his strategy. He targeted the easy one and that is you."

"Oh Crap. They are having firearms! I think they will gonna shoot! What should I do?" Charles was desperately asking her with an anxious tone.

"Don't let them catch you. Because if you do...it will be the end of your life. You have seen me tortured someone right, they will do the same thing to you." Elle warned him.

"You have a weird way of encouraging someone. Elle if I die tonight.....will you avenge my death? For the sake of our long years of working together....can you do that?"

After Charles said that a loud sound of gunshots could be heard at the other line.

Bang....Bang!

"Hello Charles?.... Hello?..."

Elle continued calling Charles' name however there was no response from the other line...