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Just to clarify:

He's not trying to rape her.
No one is cooking, nothing is lying around the work surface. He has offered to make coffee (from a boiling water tap), but doesn't.
NOT a fight (sorry!), she just totally flips (with reason, arguably) and stabs him. Dead. That's why the knife has to be super-sharp.

I think I'm looking at a magnetic rack, like the stylish one in the pic (above).

Thank you to all for thoughtful contributions. I hope I haven't made anyone a murderer who wasn't before!

@AgentPete – it's amazing the breadth and depth of responses from Litopia to this kind of question. Maybe should be another USM.
 
One stab to the neck can kill. A very deep stab to the guts can kill, due to all the layers of intestines that the knife passes through. Though it's a slower bleed out than the neck. The victim is more likely to stagger round, clutching their guts and screaming, annoyingly.

A stab to the chest is very unlikely to kill, despite everyone on telly doing it. The human heart is very well protected by muscle and bone. It's more likely to cause a collapsed lung. Even if the killer aims straight for the heart, the amount of force required to hit it is phenomenal.

If you want a convincing and quick one-stab murder, I'd go for the neck.
 
His nuts are unprotected. A forceful knee in the nuts then up the nose as he crunches down then the knife. Or the foot around the unsuspecting ankle. Backwards he goes; hits his head off the counter top; hits the floor unconscious or even just dazed enough to give her that second to grab the knife . . .
 
If he wasn't against the counter, hooking her leg behind his knee and shoving his shoulders back would knock him over. I told my six-foot tall brother what I was going to do and he readied himself and I still knocked him over with ease. It was hilarious. But also good to know.
 
Just to clarify:

He's not trying to rape her.
No one is cooking, nothing is lying around the work surface. He has offered to make coffee (from a boiling water tap), but doesn't.
NOT a fight (sorry!), she just totally flips (with reason, arguably) and stabs him. Dead. That's why the knife has to be super-sharp.

I think I'm looking at a magnetic rack, like the stylish one in the pic (above).

Thank you to all for thoughtful contributions. I hope I haven't made anyone a murderer who wasn't before!

@AgentPete – it's amazing the breadth and depth of responses from Litopia to this kind of question. Maybe should be another USM.
Thanks. That helps. Still need to know her motivation.
 
You might explore other weapons that can kill-McGyver style. More work , but less cliche-more involvement for your reader. Nail file, skewer. Go for the eyes over the groin always. Men are rarely caught unawares with a blow to the groin. They've practiced protecting it from first memory. You just have to severe the brachial artery, not even the the carotid artery. How fast will you die if you cut your carotid artery?. 15 seconds to unconsciousness. Granted it's 15 seconds she'd have to follow up quickly with another blow and unless she's really expecting this - something reflexive. It's why the good guys with a gun scenario is so dumb. Even with training, in an emergency the majority of us spend the first seconds going, "Wibble." I was in a somewhat similar experience once in Tokyo. I beat an English guy in Poker. (Girls, can't bluff. Dear boy, we learn that from infancy.) Trains stopped at midnight so he said he'd give me a lift home. I was still dumb enough to fall for that. He took me to HIS home. Ha Ha. I figured I'd have to wait it out til the trains started again in about 3 hours. He offered me tea. (Said he was English.) While I was at the counter picking up the cup he came behind me and did something similar to your scenario. Only grabbed my breasts from behind. I threw the hot tea over my shoulder and grabbed a knife on the counter. I told him to make up his mind that anything further would be rape and if he went there one of us was going to die. He turned and started watching some recorded footie game. I didn't even really know where I was but decided anywhere was better than there so beat it hoping to find a taxi or a train station. The Chikatetsu was always a mixed blessing in Tokyo.
 
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