With a keen awareness of Derek's intentions, Islinda braced herself as he made his move. As his hand extended towards her, ostensibly to inspect the wound, she swiftly intercepted his hand with her good hand, preventing his grasp.
Derek met her gaze, surprised at her quick reflex. With resignation settling over her, Islinda acknowledged that Valerie and Derek were now on her trail, and their suspicions ignited. Now she stood at a crossroads.
She could either confirm their suspicions, potentially exposing herself, or she could employ intimidation tactics to dissuade them from further probing. Perhaps, she thought, a combination of both strategies would be necessary to ensure they left her alone.
Islinda was done playing.
"You…." Derek frowned now when he sensed Islinda's grip tightened and he was unable to pull away from her grasp.
