Who: Andrew and Kinah
Where: The Golden Dragon Restaurant
When: At around 9pm
By Kinah's own standards she had gotten up early today. She always did, for more than $100,000. On the fifth day of studying her next target she had decided it was time to move in. She followed the man to the Golden Dragon, where he apparently enjoyed gambling away money that wasn't his own, and five minutes after he went in, so did she.
She was seated, like any other customer; careful not to show her fangs (which wasn't hard, for Kinah wasn't keen on smiling, let alone grinning) she ordered water she didn't drink and looked over a menu she wasn't interested in. All the while, watching her target go about his daily gambling routine. When he was losing, Kinah had noticed he liked to pause and go to the toilet, probably to exercise some sort of de-stressing technique that could range between taking drugs and crying. Or both, perhaps.
About thirty minutes into the game, he was already going to the bathroom. The restaurant wasn't full at all, and most employees were hanging out around a table waiting for people to serve. Kinah saw this as her chance, and swiftly made her way to the restroom zone, where, with the aid of the shadows all over the dimly lit restaurant, she was able to walk into the tiny men's room without anyone seeing her. Once there she withdrew a dagger from her purse, which she then dropped to the floor, and went to move behind the man - who was, at the time, taking a whiz. With one swift movement from left to right, she cut the man's throat without him even seeing her.
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