Chapter 39 Following a lead

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"You do?"

"You are way too optimistic from the Bethany that I have seen... What do you want to know?"

"Everything about Isabel? Why does she become this way? where can I find her? "

"She is raised to be this way"

"That's not true... I meet her before she turns like this... She was a completely different person..."

I don't know... As long as I knew her she has always been the same... I saw her kill a boy when she was ten years old. She was raised as part of the dynasty, as Bo's blood and that's who she is..."

"And Michael?"

"Who is Michael?"

"You don't remember Michael?" I look at her surprised and I can see the confusion on her face... She is not sure whether she remembers him or not...

"What's your story, Ivette? How have you ended up here?"

"I am of Jack's bloodline... I made a deal with Isabel... I am not proud of it, but it gave me the freedom to live as I want here..."

"What deal?"

"Does it matter? I don't know... It might?" she sighs and says

"Fine! I gave my family up..."

"You did what?"

"I told Isabel where my brother and parents were hiding, they became a threat to the history and needed to be eliminated..."

"You sold your family?"

"What do you care? I did and I would have done it again in a heart bit! If you have done it, when it needed to be done, nobody else would have had to do it!"

"Oh... You are impossible with the accusations!" I shout as I feel I am finally losing my patience

"Do you know how the technology works? The suit? How my travel through history can be tracked?" I ask

"I don't know... But..."

"But what?"

"No, nothing..."

"Don't give up on me now...?"

"You wouldn't trust me anyway even if I told you..."

"Try me" I tease

"Isabel has a place here, in the city... I can take you there if you want? And trust me enough?" I look at her in silence...

This could be some sort of a trap... She could be leading me into an ambush...

"She could have some stuff there, that might provide you with the information you need... Or we might find nothing there and its a waste of time...whatever..."

I guess if I don't take the risk I am left here with nothing...

"Where is it?"

She gives me the address and I take us there using the suit. We arrive in a white room, the lights are off and there is only a dim light coming in through small breaks in the closed shutters of the windows. This definetley looks like Isabel's taste...

I put Ivette down and look around. I open the draws and closets looking for clues, information... anything... I find dresses, white, pink, yellow... dresses with flowers, light, sweet dresses... I find photos of Isabel laughing and a man next to her... but his face... on most pictures is fading away... I don't recognise the man, I don't think its Michael, but I am not sure...

I stop for a moment when I find a picture of Isabel holding a baby... I put it down, this is not what I came here for... not for snooping on her private life... I need to find actual clues... Hang on a second, when and where were those pictures taken? I go back and look at them again... I can't figure it out...

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