Isabelle
Belinda, suddenly out of her shock, saw an opportunity and went for it.
Before she even got near to it, the knife seemed to shoot away from her and was back in Isabelle’s hands in seconds. A look of fury crossed her eyes at the thought that things hadn’t gone quite as she had planned. She made to slash at the wounded Progression Software employee, who rolled away and barely avoided her second blow.
With catlike grace, Isabelle was on her feet. She looked down at Edward, who had left a trail of blood as he had rolled away, he seemed to be very badly wounded indeed. She sneered at his fallen form.