110

Isabella 110.

I was glad we left that awful conference room. The scream was still fresh on my mind. I did not see much of what happened because it had happened so fast. Hattori's father was very fast for his age. All I saw was a blinding arc and the smell of blood followed.

I had worked as an hospital clerk before and during emergencies, the smell of methylated spirits and blood was the constant smell.

I begrudgingly respected Natalia for being outspoken. The helicopter had since dropped us at the airport and I was too upset to enjoy the view from the copter.

We were already on the private jet that was currently nestled among the clouds. I had held on to Damien throughout the flight. The business vacation was a short and dangerous one. I hoped that it was the last time we came here to do business.

"It seems like I did not miss much except for the bloody family drama," Natalia said. I could not understand how she could be so calm. Then I remembered that she was