Isabella paced around the room where she’d been escorted in a mansion in Rio. She had no idea where they were. All she knew was Cam and Gideon had put the eight team members on the flight to Rio immediately following extraction. It had been just after seven when they’d left the site. Now, in a house on the outskirts of the city and according to the other seven guys, this was typical, they’d had a quick meal and then retreated to their own rooms to shower and change. She was still in her room, and it was midnight, but she couldn’t sleep.
Isabella found the isolation stifling. She was used to a debrief immediately following a mission, sometimes they had a shrink right on the flight home. She’d left her phone back home. She had no contact with her family or her friends and the longer she sat
