Task Force Operation Briefing - 3:00 PM, Boston HQ
The briefing room buzzed with urgency.
Sheriff Daniels:
"We've got intel from DEA and Interpol. A Balkan mafia leader's in town - name unknown, but they're here to finalize some kind of deal in our territory."
Isabella sat motionless. Calm. Cold. Calculating.
Agent Mendez:
"Anonymous tips say this person is extremely dangerous. Multiple kills. Runs black-market ports through Europe. No face. No fingerprints. Nothing."
Sheriff:
"We want a meeting. A sit-down. Diplomatic contact. Legal route. Hughes, you're our key. You've worked Balkan cases before. We want you to help write the formal request."
Isabella (deadpan):
"You want me to request a sit-down... with the ghost of the Balkan syndicate?"
Mendez:
"Exactly. If we can get them to show, maybe we can flip them, or at least keep the peace for now."
Isabella (eyes narrowing):
"Fine. I'll make the call."
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Scene: Later That Night - Isabella's Villa
In the dressing room, G G stood behind Isabella, holding a black garment bag.
G G:
"They're asking for a meeting with the Balkan mafia leader."
Isabella (dryly):
"Funny. I happen to know her."
G G (grinning):
"Still got the old voice modulator?"
Isabella:
"Still fits like a glove."
She suited up: black tactical pants, leather gloves, velvet-lined blazer, and a custom-wired voice modulator in her scarf. Her long hair was tucked and hidden beneath a sleek black hood. Eyes painted smoky. Entire presence-unreadable.
A different woman entirely.
Enry (watching):
"You look like someone who'd start a war at dinner."
Isabella:
"That's the plan."
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Scene: The Meeting - Abandoned Art Gallery, Boston
The room was staged. One long table. Four chairs. Monitored by the task force from afar.
When the door opened, the Balkan "leader" walked in.
Completely disguised, Isabella sat down across from Sheriff Daniels and Agent Mendez.
Sheriff:
"We appreciate your time. We'd like to discuss jurisdiction. Territory understanding. Peace."
She didn't respond right away.
When she finally did - the modulator made her voice deep, distant, laced with Eastern accent.
Isabella (as Balkan boss):
"Peace is a word you use when you want something without paying for it."
Mendez (carefully):
"And what would it take to ensure there are no conflicts with our operations?"
She tilted her head slightly, then tapped once on the table.
Isabella:
"Stay in your lane. I'll stay in mine. Cross me once... and you'll meet the part of me that doesn't talk."
The meeting lasted twelve minutes. Tense. Controlled.
The task force walked away thinking they just survived something huge.
And Isabella walked away... knowing she just outplayed everyone in the room.
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Scene: Back at the Villa - Midnight
She peeled off the hood. Tossed the modulator on the desk.
Isabella (to herself):
"They asked for a queen. I gave them a shadow."
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