Five backs up in the small space and readies himself to blink the second she makes a move. The Handler isn't stupid, and she wouldn't confront him if she hadn't already figured out some kind of exit strategy. It isn't the first time she's had a gun pointed at him. This close range, he's got a lot less room for error if she pulls the trigger.

"One of us already died. And they call me stubborn." Life and death mean nothing here. He could snap her neck right now in the elevator and she'd probably still be up mocking him the next day. His fingers twitch. "You want to make a deal, is that it?"