On the other side of the city, Victor approached a large mansion. He got out of the black Lexus that picked him up from the police station and walked to the front entrance. That had been a long day, and just before he had a real hint on the Venus case, he was called in for a murder that seemed to be related to Megan.
"I'm looking for detective Charlene De Verley," He said to the officer guarding the way to the large white house.
After a few minutes, a woman in her early thirties, slim, white complexion, blond hair tied in a ponytail, and a marked frown on her forehead approached him with an extended hand.
"Victor van Roth, I suppose?"
"Detective De Verley," He shook her hand. She looked tough, as her reputation preceded her. As she saw him, she remembered the call she received about
