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I panicked; had he seen me? It seemed so as his eyes were boring into me. Just as I was wondering whether I could get away with killing him as well, he smiled. Was he PLEASED that I had killed Cameron Taylor? Did he know him? Daniel Storm made a 'call me' motion with his hands and flashed a phone number with his hands. I wrote it down on a concert program and stuffed it in my purse. Then, I got out of there; fast.

After stopping at the nearest Tesco to but a pay-as-you-go phone (with cash of course, I couldn't have a credit card) I took the tube to the apartment where I was staying for the duration of this mission and called the number. It was answered after only a few rings.

"Hello" the voice on the other end said. "Who is this"

"Is this Daniel Storm?" I said.

"Yes, but who are you? Are you the girl from the concert earlier?"

"First of all, tell me what you saw" I said "then I might consider telling you more."

"I saw you fire the gun at Taylor, so I looked up to see if you were aiming at me but hit off target. I soon realized that you were satisfied. Can I at least ask your name, I would dearly love to meet you as you as I am interested as to WHY you wanted to kill Cameron Taylor - I myself have a personal vendetta against him which I would rather not discuss over the phone. Could we possibly meet up somewhere tomorrow for coffee?"

I then made the most reckless move of my life and, had my mother been there, she would have shouted at me until my eardrums burst.

"Sure!" I said "I'll meet you at Costa in Regents Street tomorrow at 10:30."

"That's great!" he enthused "I can't wait to meet you."

And I couldn't wait to meet him.

A/N

Hope you like it! Sorry it's not that long, I'll update again soon!

*Emily*

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