Sergei hooked his hands under Lila's arms and dragged her along the wooden floor on her ass. He wasn't gentle when he pushed her against the wall next to Naumov. He stood back to watch with interest as Madeline tied more ropes around their primary target, forcing her body into an awkward yet appealing position. But then, she started talking...<br/><br/>It was strange to say the least, that this "professional" who had been fastidious, careful and even judgmental of mistakes she perceived Sergei to have made until this point, now she seemed determined to reveal any and all sensitive information to both the primary and secondary targets, going so far to name Maksim as the plan's originator. This was not how things worked in the K.G.B. What was she thinking? Was this payback against him for using her name earlier? There was no way they could keep Lila alive after this. She knew too much.<br/><br/>Sergei decided that he'd need to keep a closer eye on Madeline from now on, her motives now uncertain in his eyes.<br/><br/>"Enough talk. We move somewhere else now." Sergei said, his voice more authoritative and less mirthful than it had been before. "We should cover their eyes as well. I'll go make sure path is clear, yes?"<br/><br/>Without waiting for an answer, Sergei leaned down over Lila, one hand passing slowly over the bandages that held her lips shut, determined to enjoy his time with her before they had to dispose of her. He pressed his lips against the part of her ear that was exposed above the bandages as he whispered.<br/><br/>"Try not to miss me Golden Hair. I be back soon to take you off in my carriage." Sergei laughed as he pulled away, running his fingers through Lila's hair one last time before leaving the studio.<br/><br/>On his way out, Sergei threw open any doors in the studio that were still closed, not wanting any more little surprises to spring up and go running for help. He left through the back door, the way Madeline and himself had come. He lit a cigarette as he made his way back into the alley, checking both directions to make sure no one was nearby or loitering in the alley. He returned to the studio, still smoking. He gave Madeline a nod to signal that the coast was clear.