Chapter 14: Reactions Kill

Christopher (Isabella's POV)

I cannot say that I am surprised. I knew that the Cathal brothers were the best in the mafia world but I did not expect Asher to look into my past so quickly. I mean I did give him plenty of reasons to.

When you give others reason they begin to suspect you, bella.

My mother's words ring out in my mind. She had taught me everything from fight at the age of six to the art of manipulating my surroundings at the age of ten. My father taught me how to hack when I was old enough to turn a screen on.

But they were both gone. And I was left alone.

I looked at the eldest Cathal brother in his eyes. I chuckled.

"So what now?" I asked.

He glared at me. There was not much to say he found out my true identity.

"Are you a threat to me or my siblings," he demands. The gun is still in his hand but now under my chin.

"What do you think," I challenge. I hear the safety click. 'Stupid answer Isabella.' I can hear my brother in my mind.

"Are you a threat to us." He grinds his teeth.

"So far I have been nothing but complacent. Besides sleeping—

Fucking." He deadpans.

"Fucking the twins, I have not given you a reason to think me a threat. I have several opportunities to leave. I can hack your system in my sleep. I could have kill one or two or you and I don't mean the twins…but I have not."

He pushed the gun harder into my chin. "That's the thing, why," he grits.

"Because you lot blew up Jeger's compound. Right now there is a target on your back…and mine. I am pretty sure whoever Jeger worked for know that I am still alive," I spit.

Early in the week I tried to hack the feed and erase the cameras. The building is still standing…sort of so the cameras would still have footage. However when I go to check there is nothing. And many would think that means there is damage to the footage. Its just the opposite.

"Someone wiped your little stormtrooping raid."

"Why," Ash questions.

"My guess they don't want the world to know that you all cut of a piece of the organization. They want to deal with it in house." I say shrugging my shoulder.

I hear him swear in Gaelic.

"What about you?" Asher questions.

"Since the footage shows me," and I use air quotes, ""willingly" leaving the mansion complex with you four I would not be surprised id someone thought I was helping you. So I have as much of a target on my back as you do. Its just brighter and bigger." I smirk.

In a swift movement Ash has me with my back against the desk. My dreads are wrapped around in his fist and he yanks. I groan at the pain suppressing the moan that is threatening to come out.

"You little traitor I should shoot you where you stand," he starts speaking in Gaelic again.

"No offense, boss or however you are called. I cannot answer you if I cannot understand you," I chuckle. That remark earned me a slam to the desk. I groaned as he lifted my head back up. Asher pulled my back against him and growled.

"You lied."

"Technically," my hits the desk again. "Fucking hell," I shout. "I did not lie. I have been using my brother, Chris's name for years and Isabella could be used as a reference to Cris my father and mother."

He glares down at me. "You take me for a fucking simpleton, do you lass."

"Well I don't take you for a gentle man that's for damn sure. My head is spinning right now."

He lets my hair loose but his hand encase the back of my neck. I feel his gun pointed at my temple now. But I also feel something else.

I suppress another moan. "Look you need me as a hacker; that's what the test was for. I need to make sure that I find the information that I need to find the people that took a hit out on my family."

He stays silent. He lets me go and pushes off me. "Fine."

I blink. "Just like that." I must be out of my fucking mind to ask such a stupid question.

"You are no good to me dead, Isabella. But go against me or have me doubt your intentions I will have you kneeling at my fucking knees and put a bullet in your pretty little head. Understood?" He growls.

I nod.

"Answer me Isabella," that name leaves my mouth dry.

"Yes I understand. Perfectly." I shudder.

"Good now you have to let my brothers know your little secret." My eyes widen.

"You can't be serious?"

"As Irish whiskey love, tell them…now." He motions to the door.

I take a step away from the angry man. The muscles in his neck are engorged and I can see his veins.

I walk into the hallway and I feel his presence behind me. The twins are at the table playing dominos and Noah is cooking dinner. Asher clears his throat.

Everyone gives us their undivided attention.

"First I see that you lot don't follow orders when it comes to a wet cunt," he looks at Colin. I hear Rory tsk at his brother. Noah mutters something that sounds like, 'fucking seriously."

"I have no reason to explain myself." Colin says as he looks at me then his brother.

Asher stays silent but he nudges me along.

"Speak,' He orders.

I looked down, "My name is not really Christopher Young…"

"No shit," I hear Rory chuckle.

"My name is Isabella Young, his younger sister," I say quietly. It hurts to think about it.

"Why the hell are you using your brother's name princess," Colin asks. I tried to get the words out but its stuck in my throat.

"Its because her brother as well as her parents are dead. Murdered."

I hear everyone swear.

"Fucking seriously."

"Bloody hell," one of the twins say.

"She is the daughter of Marie Dubelle." Asher continues.

"Wait a minute why does that sound familiar?" I know that is Noah.

"She is better known as the Haitian Trigger." Asher deadpans.

I look to see the look on everyone's face. Rory is impressed. Colin is lost for words and Noah…Noah is angry. Without hesitation I am pushed against the wall and a blade is at my throat. I am surprised that it is Noah holding the knife.

"Fucking do it!" I shout.

"I should fucking kill your lying ass right here right now." He snarls. Its like looking a beast.

"Noah" Asher commands. "stand down."

"Why should I," he questions. Noah has the blade at the tip of my throat. I can see that darkness that Asher spoke about. Noah had gave me a slither of it when I attacked Malcom but this. What is in front of me is pure carnage.

"I lied yes, but I took my brother's name because it is common. My name however would raise flags in this business. The daughter of Cris M. Young. Even the four of you would have killed me the moment you heard my name."

No one argues but no one denies it either.

"I did it to protect myself." I push myself closer to the knife. "If you are going to do it, do it." I challenge Noah.

He chuckles as he pulls the knife away from my throat. He flips it and catches it blade up. I am almost shocked by his ability that and he did not take his eyes off me when he caught the blade.

"I get to slit her throat if she is lying," He looks at Asher.

I blink while Asher chuckles. "The job is yours brother." I react and kick Noah in the stomach. I take off running and try to make it to the bedroom, but Rory is the one that has me pinned to the ground.

"Let me the fuck go," I scream.

"What did you expect to happen," he growled. "That any of us would be alright with this."

Colin comes behind him and I see mixed emotions in his eyes.

Fuck this is how I die.

"Rory hear me out." Colin says calmly. "What if she did it to keep her life intact'd. Think about it none of us thought or blinked twice when she used her brother's name."

"But the minute she used her real name.."Rory whispered against me. He recovered and slid off me. But I can still see malice in his eyes.

"Looks like you got my twin wrapped around your finger too," he spits at me.

I turn on my stomach and shudder. I knew if I said one more word I would be shot or worst. The four of them let me stand and head to the room. I turn to see their faces. If I was not scared of the Cathal Brothers before; I am fucking terrified now.