"Or the worse case scenario: he's not here at all and he's leading us on a wild goose chase through this base," she said. There was a sharp whistle from the corridor. Izzy was stood in the middle of the corridor, a short knife in one hand and a customised pistol in the other. "Me and Izzy had the same mentor," she said to Pierre and Skylar as they came out into the corridor, an impressed look on Pierre's face as he saw the five guards dead on the floor, Izzy seemingly unharmed. "That's how I knew she could dispose of those guards with the minimum of effort."