Limbo [h.s]

18

Everybody loves an outlaw - I see red (slowed down) 

Chapter 18 Isabel's POV 

*TW* SEXUAL ASSULT!!!!!!!!

"Isabel?"

As soon as he says my name I know I'm completely fucked.

There's no getting away with this now.

Once they know your name and face you're as good as dead.

But I'm not worrying about that right now, the only thing going through my mind this very second one question, how come I didn't recognise him before?

I had seen his face when I was studying for this, but I didn't connect the dots until I locked eyes with him. The way he looked so composed leaning against the door brought be back to when I was here at this very club two years ago, on a mission to kill Luke.

Harry was the one who ended up interrupting my interrogation outside in the alleyway after saying that I 'talk too much', which threw me completely off guard and in the end letting Luke escape.

I think Luke and Harry knew each other though because the look on Luke's face when he saw Harry, you could tell that he was even more scared from when I was holding him at knife point against the brick wall.

I remember Harry shooting him, taking Luke's body away, leaving me alone and confused in that alleyway.

I also remember the feeling in my stomach when I was in the bathroom alone with him. And if I remember correctly I think I was trying to flirt with him...

Well this is a bit awkward.

"What the fuck are you doing with Luka?" I'm brought back to my current situation with his words.

I don't hesitate to turn around and start my own questioning towards Luka suddenly remembering why the hell I kidnaped Jack in the first place, who is still sitting on the chair only now looking terribly confused as to how we know each other's names.

I can't remember if Luka is the guy that was with Harry that night, now that I'm looking at him more closely there is a high possibility.

"Why the hell did you kill Joe Goldberg?" I start my interrogation, ignoring Harry's initial question.

"Why not" is all Luka has to say back, which wasn't a good idea.

The moment those words leave his lips I lean down and pull out another knife I was hiding in my boot and stab him right in the forearm in one swift movement to show I wasn't messing around. His screams hide Harry's rushed footsteps that were now coming closer towards me.