"You shot me, you crazy bitch!" Kovalev wailed as he lay slumped against the wall in agony.

"Savin, tell me now, or the next bullet stray's slightly higher and to the left." She said moving the pistol up to the zipper of his pants.

"Okay, he works out of an office building downtown. The Lexington, 7th floor, the name R.S Industries. He'll be there I swear." Kovalev looked up at her in pain and anger.

"If you're lying I will, find you, and next time I won't leave you breathing. She said crouching down beside him. With a quick slam of her elbow, he was out for the count.

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He slid the key card into the door. The green light went off and the lock disengaged. He ever so slowly pushed open the door. He could hear voices inside but was trying desperately to decipher what they were saying. He'd open the door a few inches went it stopped abruptly, the dead bolt was on, allowing the door to open not more than three inches. "Shit." Jack whispered under his breath.

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She noticed the door slowly being pushed open and scrambled to her feet grabbing her purse she ran for the window at the far end of the room. It opened easily and Sydney kicked out the screen. Looking out the window she could see a balcony down one story to her right. Pushing herself out the window, she hung with both hands on the ledge and swung all her weight to her left. As the force of her weight swung back to the right she let go of the window and landed directly on the balcony below. She glanced up at the window from which she'd just escaped. Vaughn was up there. He still loved her, or so he'd said. Shaking the thoughts from her mind she peered inside the sliding glass door that led from the balcony into the suite. It was empty, the glass door was unlocked, and she quickly moved inside and out of sight.

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She watched as Jack and his companion began to open the door. They appeared to be hindered, presumably by the locked deadbolt. She ducked into the doorway of one of the rooms and continued to watch. She still had an escape route if she was seen, but she knew that it was no mere coincidence that Jack Bristow and she were on their way to see Kovalev. From the shadows she watched intently, ready to pounce at any moment.

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Jack took a swift look around the hotel hallway before landing a kick squarely in the center of the door. The dead bolt chain broke immediately, and the door swung open with a loud bang. The room was dark, but the light from the hallway illuminated the body which was slumped against the wall of the entry way. Jack recognized the man as Kovalev and knelt to check his pulse as Irina closed the door behind him.

"It's Kovalev, he's alive." Jack said softly.

"Who ever did this went out the window," Irina said as she walked toward the far wall, and peered out the window. She saw the obvious escape route, or at least the one she would have used.

"I think there is somebody in the bathroom," Jack whispered pulling out his gun. Irina hurried back to the entryway and as Jack stood ready to shoot, she unlocked and opened the door swiftly.

"Don't shoot." Vaughn yelled immediately.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Jack said lowering his gun.

"I followed Kovalev here." Vaughn said as Irina untied his hands. He looked between the pair. "You two aren't going to believe this but..." Vaughn started.

"Sydney's alive." Jack said softly. "We know."

"How? When did you find this out?" Vaughn said, his tone painfully indignant.

"We found proof Vaughn, a video tape. We were coming to see Kovalev about just that." Jack said shaking his head. "Who did this to you?" He said looking between Kovalev and Vaughn.

"That's just it Jack, Sydney did."

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She crept toward the door, once she was assured the two were inside. Luckily she had gone undetected to Jack and his companion. She pressed her ear to the door, but could only hear muffled sounds from inside. She figured that Jack was probably interrogating Kovalev. She also assumed that she had been sent there to prevent Kovalev from divulging information to outside sources. Sources like Jack and his companion.

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