As she closed the door to her hotel room, she let her sun-kissed hair free of the wig that's been itching her scalp from this morning. She took off the false glasses and her old and dirty sneakers. As she lifted off her sweatshirt above her head, she revealed her second outfit: a white ruffle-front blouse. The golden blonde also pulled the stilettos out of the school backpack before putting it away. After making sure no chambermaid would disturb her for room service, the female opened the second drawer from one of the two nightstands and lifted off the double-fond to get access to her notebook. She searched for the right page, read the last lines to be reminded of the current state of her case, and attached two pieces of paper–a receipt from a jewelry shop and a list of guests for a reception–to the page, before adding some notes. She then reached for the glasses, extracted a little card from one of its sides, and put it into a small printer which lighted on and printed two photographs. The first one was a picture of a couple leaving a jewelry shop; the man with salt and pepper hair was hidden by a tall girl, twenty years younger than him, but he was still recognizable by the characteristic pattern of his gray strands of hair. The second photo was taken two hours later, as the couple was about to enter a hotel lobby, from across the streets and from behind, as the photographer couldn't get closer.
- "This will do for now. I still need to prove it was him, though."
The woman stretched her arms and let herself fall on the bed. It was a productive day, and she was sure that tonight, she would catch the bastard. A smile appeared on her lips as she took a letter from her notes and unfolded it. It was an invitation to a charity gala this evening, hosted by the one and only Bruce Wayne. Her mother's client and one of Wayne Enterprises' investor who heard of her return to the United States made it a priority that she attended this event, as he was eager to close a deal with her family for a business in Europe, and he was sure that covering her with gifts and such good attentions will convince her parents to sign the contract. Well, at least it will help the mysterious young lady to get closer to her target.
- "And so we'll meet for real this time, Mr. Wayne."
She then went to take a shower and prepared for tonight.