Task Force HQ – The Day After the Raid
The air inside the building felt different. Tighter. Suspicious.
Agents moved slower around Isabella now. Like she carried secrets in her shadow.
She walked into the glass conference room as if she owned it — because she did.
Sheriff Daniels:
"The warehouse was a bust. No product, no people. Just a wiped drive and a message we couldn’t trace."
He turned toward her.
Sheriff (watching closely):
"You ever heard the name ‘Angela’ used in Balkan files?"
Isabella (without blinking):
"A ghost name. One of their enforcers used it years ago. Never confirmed if it was real or cover."
He stared at her a beat too long.
Sheriff:
"Strange that it showed up right after our meeting with the Balkan boss."
She didn’t reply. Only tilted her head like a panther sizing prey.
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Isabella’s Compound – Later That Night
Thomas and GG were already waiting in the soundproof war room when she arrived. The dogs followed close behind her, alert and silent.
GG:
"Romanov’s been digging again. Not at you — yet. But he’s asking around about Angela. One step from realizing it’s not a myth."
Isabella:
"Then make the myth bite."
She walked to the whiteboard and picked up a marker.
Isabella:
"We give them Angela. But not me. We make a double — someone they can chase."
Thomas:
"Like an actress?"
Isabella:
"No. A corpse."
She circled the words: "Angela Ferrari – DECEASED"
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Boston – Two Nights Later
The news broke at midnight.
> "BREAKING: Anonymous tip leads police to body of suspected Balkan enforcer ‘Angela.’ Sources say Interpol confirmed ties to gunrunning in Montenegro and Croatia."
Photos flashed across the screen — a staged crime scene. Burned evidence. Blurred ID.
Emma (at the villa, reading):
"They bought it."
Hannah (smirking):
"Of course they did. No one questions a dead girl with a legend."
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Isabella’s Office – Quiet Midnight
She sat alone again, lights dimmed. Her fingers slid across the rim of her glass, untouched whiskey below.
Music played low in the background.
"Control" – Halsey whispered from the speakers.
She stared at the old academy photo on her wall — a group of teens. Uniforms. Blood on their hands. Hers in the center. Cold eyes. Thirteen years old.
She whispered to herself:
Isabella:
"You wanted Angela dead. Fine. Now bury her."
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