Connie tried not to wince when Veronika referred to Trevor as 'Mister Driver', sure she was going to hear no end about that eventually. But any guilt she felt died at the sight of the kiss the Russian pressed on his lips. Her lie had put him in a perfect position, after all but dealing with the Italian goon holding onto her arm now was the issue without destroying her cover. Dealing with Jack had been one thing, a mobster was another and she had no intent to be helplessly dragged off to who knew what sort of life. If she hadn't let the Nazi's stop her then mobsters weren't going to have any better luck. Just as she was about ready to stomp on the man that held her's foot Veronika shrieked in anger, drawing her attention to the spy killer.<br/><br/>Who really was doing a very brilliant impression of pissed off starlet who was betrayed by her director. Had she really been wrong this whole time? Norman surely wouldn't beat a man with a shoe, he would eliminate the threat. The disgusting weasel proved true to form, calling for help from the muscle, which left one of the men distracted as he bodily hefted the blond..<br/><br/>Gino trailing off and moving back to reveal that the Russian had managed to get ahold of his gun banished those thoughts of doubt for the redhead. Veronika, the ditzy blond who just wanted to be a star, wouldn't have managed the lift that neatly. A Russian spy would have. And further confirmation came when she rattled off what the gun was, the intensity in her blue eyes, the rage making no sense unless... unless not all of it had been a lie. Unless the other woman, no, man, actually cared for her as a friend to some degree.<br/><br/>Which made Connie's heart twist at the notion. Was she perhaps not the only one who had gotten a little too deep undercover?<br/><br/>Trevor's hand closed around her arm then, pulling her out of danger and behind him which was something she was about to protest when the mobster turned toward them and her partner decided to make himself a focus. Stupid, stubborn men, if they were focused on her then he could have done something unexpected, could have taken them by surprise yet she was still oddly touched by the fact that he was driven to protect her even known what he did about her past and that she frustrated him so profoundly.<br/><br/>He was brave, she would give him that, as he played off not being important and then set about punching one of the Italian men. Connie moved behind him, scampering to look like she was trying to get out of the room and go for help but actually tripping the man who had been reaching for his firearm to help out the two rolling on the ground fighting for control. She was not going to let Trevor get shot in the back because she had walked them into this mess. Though he was the one who had rushed in without getting all the facts. They could argue about blame later.<br/><br/>Relief came in the form of David's voice, the security guard she had brought coffee for several times, and the threat that it wasn't over as the Italian's left had her almost wanting to laugh. Without Veronika around to observe they would have found themselves in a lot more trouble. But now they were left with questions, and Jack, sniveling over in a corner.<br/><br/>The redhead pick herself up from the floor, flashing a smile at David even as she moved a step closer to him and made certain her arms rested just so to draw attention to the fullness of her breasts. He did like a well blessed woman after all. "Oh, Mr. David thank you. There were some rough men who showed up while we were talking about Ms. Veronika's role in the next film. Our poor director is quite overwhelmed but we will see to him. Can you make sure they are truly gone?" He blinked, the threat to his 'domain' enough to pull him away from the simpering redhead even as he nodded and adjusted his belt, and truly his jeans to settle himself before touching his hat.<br/><br/>"No need to fear Ms. Sandra, I'll make sure the lot is safe."<br/><br/>And with that he was gone and she turned, shutting the door to level a look at Jack that expressed every bit of her fury. "You sir, have a lot to answer for and I wouldn't try to leave town with them watching. You are a deplorable man for what you attempted to do."