She had hoped he'd hold the elevator for her and when he did, she couldn't help but thank him with a loving smile. He was dressed in a smart dark blue suit and a black properly tucked in shirt. Two or three of his buttons were undone but in a sexy manner. Like it was intended. It completed his mysterious blank smile.
The elevator doors cracked open when she got to her fourth floor and as she stepped out she turned to send a grateful nod to the handsome stranger as he was kind when her feet were hurting as much as they were and he received it with his blank smile.
When she got to her house, she noticed how quiet her usually noisy floor was. She smiled that she could even hear herself think. Living next to 'entitled' university brats had it's misfortunes but it was the only affordable option considering her meagre income.
As she was getting ready to go to sleep, the elevator stopped at her floor and she ignored it thinking it was her raucous neighbours coming back from the usual partying. But she also noted the zero chaos or even footsteps.
She assumed that someone from a different floor must've pressed the button mistakenly.
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The forensic officer said she was his last victim. That he somewhat liked her for some reason. There was no forced entry to her apartment so she must've been comfortable opening the door for him.
She was found tucked nicely in her bed wearing her night gown.
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