Chapter 59- Hostile Takeover

Isabella’s POV

I didn't know what time of the morning I finally managed to extricate myself from Ethan’s hold and creep from the room. I felt exhausted even though I had fallen into a deep sleep earlier. 

 “That damn bastard! He’s striking while the iron’s hot.”

I froze as York’s words echoed in the silent, sterile hallways of the hospital. I couldn’t recall hearing him curse before. Who was he talking to?

I peeped around the hall to see him pacing back and forth in sharp strides, his phone pressed to his ear. And a furious expression on his face. 

“He must have gotten wind of Mr. Hart’s accident. He wouldn’t have had the balls to move otherwise.”

His words sent unease coasting through me. 

“He’s already frozen the harbor munition plants. He knows that if we don’t have a steady flow of supplies coming and going, it disrupts all the other operations. Damn it! How the hell did he move so fast? Mr. Hart scrubbed the breach, so a leak must have come from somewhere else.”