"You think I work like The Ghost?" Isobel counters with a delightful expression. Eve is as predictable as any woman. Presumptuous and Arrogant. However, she finds comfort in that notion. She understands that maybe Oksana feels the gravity of Eve's constant variable. Unchanging. Secure. Dependable.
"How did you know about the ghost?" Eve begs for an answer. The shock in her face is obvious with her wide eyes peering at the woman. Isobel's knowledge of the assassin they call "ghost" is unexpected. The task to get information from Peel is a covert operation. So secretive that there are no trace or paper trail of her working at the MI6 mission.
