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Isabella

"I hope this is not a bad time. I can call back later," Andrew rushed to say.

"No," I said, shaking my head. "It's fine. Please, tell me what it is." I said as I watched Damon get up from my chest and begin pacing the room. "The person I told you about... the potential ally," Andrew said. "He said he's ready for a meeting. When shall I deliver this news?"

My eyes moved over to Damon before I spoke, and this time, my voice had changed. "Is everything alright?" Andrew asked. "If this is a bad time, I can call back later... it's fine. Please, continue," I urged him to speak.

Damon, who stood in front of me, was still pacing as though he was trying to keep something in.

"When will you be available for a meeting?" Andrew asked. I turned back to Damon and tried to catch his eyes. I mouthed at him for when would be most suitable for a meeting, but he just looked at me and then picked up the phone from my ear.

"Andrew," Damon started in a low, threatening voice that made me realize h