*
Kelly started as a faint buzz vibrated in her Prada bag. With a yelp she dropped the bag, scattering the contents among the feet of the waiting passengers. She knelt down, scrabbling for her phone.
Dwight took that moment to shout a warning, which went unheard amidst the clatter of lipsticks and mirrors on the tiled floor.
Kelly turned her back and crouched down, her heart spasming wildly as she realised she hadn't taken her heart pills that morning. The phone rang and, through instinct born of a media junkie, she was desperate to answer.
The line of people were scrambling away now, ripples of panic moving away from Kelly.
Dwight took aim and fired.
Two small prongs of metal stabbed into her back, followed instantly by 40 thousand volts. Natalie Kelly's weak heart wrenched with the shock. Her heart collapsed and she died in the waiting line at the JFK airport, inches away from the mobile phone that rang for fifteen times before ceasing.