"Holy crap, okay…uh…Lisa, go open the patio door."

Lisa looked to be in shock as the police banged on the door again.

"Lisa!"

Jackson didn't want to scream at her, but she was completely dazed. Suddenly she jerked and snapped herself out of it.

"Oh, yeah, uh, okay." She said nervously.

She jumped up and ran over to the balcony. She pried the door open and called over to Jackson.

"Hey, come on! I've got it open!"

"Okay, just a sec."

As Jackson ran over to the bed, he could hear the police talking outside of their room. Once at the foot of the bed, he grabbed his suitcase and unzipped one of the compartments. He pulled out two guns.

"Here."

He threw one of the gun's towards Lisa. Surprisingly, she caught it even with her shaking hands.

"Wait, I…I can't use this! I've never used and ever want to use a gun!"

Jackson let out a frustrated sigh as he joined her by the patio door.

"Of course you can use it. It's easy."

He ushered her out onto the balcony.

"All you have to do is aim it at the target and pull the trigger."

Jack started to climb over the railing as Lisa looked on in dismay.

"You're kidding me! I am not scaling a hotel building from the sixth floor!"

He stopped moving and looked her straight in the eye.

"Oh yes you are. Keep it in mind that if I get caught because you didn't do what I said, I still have ways of reaching my hit men."

Lisa shut her eyes tightly.

"Yes, I realize that, but you should also remember that I'm deathly afraid of heights. Remember the plane ride? It still would have been considered a bad experience for me, even if you weren't there."

"Well, just suck it up for now Lise."

Jackson looked down to the left and saw an open patio door.

"We'll just climb down one floor and over one. There is an open patio door."

Lisa inhaled a deep breath.

"Fine…"

Just as Lisa started to climb over the railing, they heard the police trying to break down the door. Jackson swung himself onto the balcony below and shouted up to Lisa.

"We have to move fast, it won't take them long to break down that flimsy door!"

"Okay!"

Lisa tried to follow the movements that Jackson had used, but was struggling. As she stretched to put her left foot on the railing below, her right hand slipped, causing her to become unbalanced. She screamed and felt as if she was going to fall, but before she knew it, her feet were firmly planted on the balcony and there were arms wrapped around her waist. She turned around to see Jackson smiling and shaking his head at her.

"Not too graceful at acrobatics are we?"

Lisa looked down and blushed.

"Apparently not…"

"How about I help you to the next balcony?"

Lisa nodded her head. He climbed to the next balcony with the same ease he had had before and then held his arms out for Lisa. She gratefully accepted them. She was glad he had helped her because her shoulders and hands were shaking even more now. Just as he placed her on the ground, they both heard the crash of their hotel room door being smashed in and the hurried voices of the police officers. Jackson whispered to her.

"Let's duck in here."

They quickly entered the room. It was very bright outside, so it took their eyes a minute to adjust. The first sight that greeted them was not a pleasant one.

"Well, if it isn't Jackson Ripner."