I lowered her gently onto the floor. Then, I took out the rope and tied Diane up. I put her into a torn sack and smoked countless cigarettes as I waited quietly for nightfall.
At about 10 o'clock, I drove the rented van to Belinda's villa and dialed her phone number. "The girl's here. Open the door."
A few minutes later, Belinda came downstairs in her pajamas and was surprised to see the unconscious Diane on the ground, bundled into a sack. "Just finish it anywhere else. Why do you have to bring her here to my garage?"
I laughed hysterically, laughed at her and said, "You've got evidence of my crime. Of course I need to leave some incriminating clues to ensure you will not frame me."
"You're... something else." Belinda was very surprised as if she just got to know me.
She smiled unnaturally and said, "Never mind. Complete the task first."
"Fine." I opened the app, followed the hidden process and took on the killing task, together with Belinda.