34. Dirty Dangerous Games

Chapter Thirty Four

Isabella smirked as she ended the call. Dr. Ramirez had played his part perfectly. She dialed another number, her voice low and filled with satisfaction when it connected.

"The deal and mission have been achieved. The tracker on Declan’s body is working perfectly. We can see his every move," she reported.

There was a brief pause before the voice on the other end replied, "Excellent work, Isabella. Continue to monitor him closely."

She ended the call, turning to Marco with a predatory gleam in her eyes. "Unlock his phone," she ordered. "We need to find out more about him."

Marco fumbled with the phone, his thick fingers awkwardly tapping at the screen. After a few minutes of futile attempts, he looked up, frustration evident on his face. "I can't do it," he admitted.

Isabella's eyes narrowed. "You're stupid and dumb," she snapped. Marco flinched at her harsh words, but he quickly composed himself and offered a meek apology.

"I'm sorry, Isabella."

"Go and have it fi