3 Ways

Wrong Moves

"This way," she was led into a private investigation room by a woman in uniform an hour later.

It was a small yellow box with a table and two chairs.

"Take a seat and Officer Park will be with you."

The door closed and Victoria widened her eyes in annoyance before pulling a chair out, but before she could sit down the door opened and she turned around to watch a stubby man in a casual suit lock the door after him.

"Victoria Song?" he asked.

"Yes, that's me," she replied.

"Please take a seat."

She swore if none of them got to the point right away she toss a chair at someone. Victoria walked around the table after assuming he'd take the one by the door, which was her chair from earlier, and sat down.

He placed a tan folder before him, "I have here that you went to Seoul High School with Ma Ho Jun?"

"Yes, I did."

"What was your relationship with him?"

"We were casual friends." Victoria replied. "But we rarely contacted each other after graduation, so I don't know what he did, if he went to college or not."

"About crest hill, that's where your mother was found?"

She slightly frowned, "Excuse me?"

"About crest hill, was that were your mother was found?"

"I don't think that's what we're supposed to be talking about here, if your investigation is over I would like to leave," Victoria said angrily before scooting back her chair.

When she got up he said, "So you're interested in your mother's killer?"

Victoria halted in her steps and immediately turned to him. "What do you want?"

"I can help you avenge her," he got up.

Victoria glared into his eyes before whispering, "Screw you."

She took a step forward only to find gravity lift her up before pinning her against the wall. It happened so fast she got confused and only realized the situation after she felt a hand lock itself around her throat.

"Oh yes, screw me indeed," he laughed demonically and tightened his grip around her throat cutting off her air.

Victoria grabbed onto his wrist with her hands fighting for a way out. She whimpered and felt her eyes search the room before she saw the pen sitting on the table. If she could just get that to fly...

Struggling for a hold of her failing concentration she squinted her eyes and watched the pen fly up before it immediately stabbed the Officer in the back. Victoria fell down with sickly coughs and felt for her throat. She listened to the Officer squirm and shout out of pain before he pulled the pen out. Realizing it wasn't time to be dilly dallying trying to catch her breath she sought for the best way out.

Eyeing the table and with a slight turn of her head she watch it fly up against him pushing him to the ground. He wasn't a damn Officer, she realized, he was someone who was out to kill her and her sisters.

"Catch her!" the Officer screamed when she unlocked and open the door.

Victoria watched all the uniformed men in the room turn to look at her. Well it served her right for not planning anything before her escape. The other policemen frowned at her and tried to get a glimpse of what had happened inside the room before she panicked. Slamming the door shut she turned and leaned against it.