"You understand how far I need you to go, correct?" She wipes her now bleeding hand off on a cloth napkin, "I want her shattered."
Hallen is slightly shaken by the urgency in her voice as he wonders why this mission is so important to her.
"Do you have an idea how?"
He opens his mouth to respond but she continues before he gets the chance.
"Her biggest fear is not being in control," the woman smiles and the waiter comes over bearing a new glass of deep crimson wine.
She picks it up, seemingly unaware of the blood trailing down the side. "I need to know you won't fail me Hallen."
She takes a small sip as he finally gets a chance to speak.
"I won't fail you, miss Chelsea," he replies with a reassuring smile. "I can do this."