“This is bullshit,” Isabella uttered for the umpteenth time as she was sat waiting in the conference room where she’d been taken once Ben had dropped her off at Juggernaut. She’d been sitting there for nearly an hour.
Suddenly the door opened, and Gideon walked in, “hey, you got a go-bag at home?”
“Yeah,” she made a face, “but I’m supposedly not allowed to go there.”
“I’m taking you now. Let’s go.” He motioned for her to follow. “Cam is on his way to the airfield. We’ll meet him there.”
She nodded and followed him out.
“I am telling you now Isabella, Cam has told Mikhail if there is even one guy at your house when we get there, we have orders to kill and clean.”
“I’ll let them in my house,” she muttered darkly, “ain’t nobody coming out of there alive but me.”
Gideon chuckled as he
