Lynn smiled. "I wasn't thinking of taking my life. But yours."
Horn frowned. "Don't be an idiot." He advanced toward her.
Lynn shook her head slowly. "Now it's my turn to be clever."
Horn's face went wild. "You can't escape Lazar! Listen to me—"
She blasted him.
Lynn opened the door.
Lazar stood there, fat and ugly. There were two men of the Security Police with him.
"Come in," she invited.
They came in. She shut the door. Lazar looked down at the dead Harry Horn.