If she'd had a knife at that moment, Whitney would have plunged it into his chest.
One of the girls then plunged the knife into Jazz's chest.
He raised the blade to plunge it into my chest.
I drew the other knife and plunged it into his chest, searching for the heart.
After this, he pretended to plunge a letter opener into his chest.
He plunged the blade into my chest at an odd angle.
The last thing he felt was it plunging into his chest.
She plunged it into your chest, above the heart.
In one lightning move he plunged the knife into the guard's chest.
A man couldn't plunge a knife into his own chest at that angle.
