Connections

"Now he wouldn't tell me what I wanted to know, but you will or I will beat it out of you," Zhao said holding the tire iron in his hand. Christina spit the blood that was streaming from her mouth into his face, "Do your worst." At that moment Christina Morgan closed her eyes and thought about her mother and about Christopher Gunman because she knew she would be joining them and there was nothing she could do about it. He hit her with the tire iron across her cheek and she fell to the ground. She could see Jerome lying next to her not moving, but she had no strength to get up. She felt so dizzy and she was starting to lose consciousness when he had her picked up again. Chris had no strength to fight and she couldn't really even see Zhao any more. "I will ask you one last time who else knows you're here?" Even if she wanted to answer him she wasn't able to, the room was spinning and she believed that this was the end. Her last thoughts before she passed out were that she would soon be with Gun and that she wanted to stay with Mac. Zhao pulled back the tire iron and struck her in the chest just above her heart and her lifeless body fell to the ground. Jerome Donovan couldn't move. The last thing he remembered was feeling Christina Morgan's blood oozing onto his hand as she lay dying next to him.