Doyle turned and nodded to the pane of mirrored glass on the wall across from him. His right hand flexed slightly, and then he leapt forward off the table--She wasn't a big woman and his hand wrapped almost all the way around her neck--pressing forward and down--the chair crashing to the floor--her head rebounding off the concrete floor, but stopped by his hand still around her throat.
Kneeling beside Kim, he adjusted his fingers to dig into the veins on the side of her neck. Pulling the silver pistol to his face, he held the top of the barrel in his teeth and pushed forward to cock the gun. Doyle put the barrel against Kim's face, and licked the metallic taste off his lips. His voice was calm.
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Date: 2007-04-15 08:58 pm (UTC)Kneeling beside Kim, he adjusted his fingers to dig into the veins on the side of her neck. Pulling the silver pistol to his face, he held the top of the barrel in his teeth and pushed forward to cock the gun. Doyle put the barrel against Kim's face, and licked the metallic taste off his lips. His voice was calm.
"Now tell me how I can get Jack, Miss Bauer."