Lynn
She wants revenge. Would you kill for her?
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Once, in high school, you wrote a very teenage poem in which you swore that you would climb the highest towers for the girl you loved, as well as sink to the darkest depths of the soul. The student newspaper turned it down, but fate seems to have been listening. Both of those oaths will be put to the test tonight.
Your fiancée, Lynn, stands on the New York sidewalk and stares contemplatively up at the luxury high-rise hotel.
He's in there, Honey. Yevgeny Kuznetsov. The man who swindled my uncle, betrayed my father, and slaughtered an entire generation of my family.The two of you have been planning tonight for weeks. Or, one supposes, it may be fair to say plotting. Tonight, Yevgeny Kuznetsov attends a gala in this hotel, and has reserved a room, presumably intending to stay the night. This is your chance. Lynn turns to you and says the words you know are coming:
Tonight, we kill him.Lynn recites an inventory of what she has brought.
Five hundred dollars in cash.For bribes.
Lockpicking kit.She bought it from a website and learned how to use on YouTube.
Fake ID and passport.Bought from a much shadier website.
Finally, this—She indicates a sheathed hunting knife, bought from a local sporting goods store and tucked into her pants.
—in case we get the chance to strike quietly, and this—She touches the grip of the Glock 19 pistol hidden under her jacket.
—in case we don't.You silently close your eyes and take stock of your own supplies, then of your courage. You so badly want Lynn to be free of her past, to purge this one last demon and get your nuptials off on the right foot. And you wouldn't dare let her attempt this alone. But, even for such a just cause, are you truly ready to commit murder? Lynn's face is a stone mask of determination, but you know your fiancée well enough to know that, inside, she must be scared out of her mind. Nonetheless, she says,
Let's do this.