5 hours until they arrived in Hong Kong. It was now or never. She had to choose: Jin or Boris. There was no choice. Though it would shatter her heart, she knew what she must do. She crawled naked from beneath the covers, finding it surprisingly easy to slide from Boris' side. He usually held her tightly within the circle of his arms, especially after they made love. Which they had done may times over the past several days.
Laney knew where he kept his blade, having watched like a hawk as he cared for his weapons and put them away each night before bed. Her own blades were lost to her forever. She would have to content herself with the unfamiliar weight of one of his. Originally, she had planned on using a bullet. But now that they were lovers, she knew she couldn't do anything so impersonal. She would do the honourable thing and spill his blood properly, with a blade.