"Thank you," said Jean.
"I was wondering something," replied Boris.
"Yes."
"Well after the show we could go out for dinner or something like that." Boris tried to smile at her. She smiled back at him.
"Sure I'd love to."
"Great."
"I'll pick you up at two. Literally."
A little later Jean was doing a performance with the circus. She was still drawing in the crowds. Before she went there the circus was struggling to make ends meat. But with Jean they were racking them in.
Everyone was happy about this because it kept them jobs and to some of them they practically lived with this circus.
Boris was watching the show from the sidelines. But then he felt a sharp pain in his back. He put his hand where the pain was and he saw blood. He briefly saw a man behind him. But then he lost consciousness. No one had seen the event happen and if no one helped him soon he would bleed to death.

Will he die?