Isabella stood by the window, gripping the phone more tightly than she had the previous evening as the morning light came through her blinds. She kept thinking about Xander's warning. There had been genuine concern in his voice, and his words had been more than a threat. More than anything the Alliance had done to date, it shook her.
She couldn't stop now, though.
Selena was already setting stuff downstairs. The damaging files were only a day away from being made public. When the news broke, the lawyers they had contacted guaranteed complete security, and journalists from a number of reliable publications lined up.
Isabella came down the stairs with a knowing expression in her eyes, and Selena looked up. "Didn't you hear from him?"
Isabella's throat was dry as she nodded. Last night, Xander gave a call. He cautioned me. instructed me to retreat.
Selena squinted her eyes. "So he's also trying to frighten you."
Isabella mumbled, "Maybe," as she looked down at the table with the evidence
