Isabella maneuvered her way through the mansion grounds, slipping past the guards with practiced ease. Dominic would be livid if he found out, but she couldn’t let that stop her. Her family's safety was at stake. She reached her car, slipped in, and quickly called her close friend Al, her special investigator.
"You got sight of him?" she asked, turning the key in the ignition.
"I do, but don’t you think he’ll recognize you?" Al replied, concern evident in his voice.
Isabella chuckled, reversing out of the driveway. "He’ll be pleased to still be flirted with after he got that ugly scar on his face."
Al sighed. "Maybe you’re right. He might not recognize you. He's at a nice restaurant downtown with a few of his men. Be careful, Isabella."
"I will," she promised, her focus s……
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