"I will tell you if you officially join us."
"Join you? You won't even tell me why you want to bring down the twelve when you are working for them."
"I thought you summed it all up? There's a price to take them all down. It's out of the MI6 hands now."
Eve remembers Carolyn saying the same thing.
"I have one condition if I join you."
"I promise I won't kill Villanelle."
"Okay then."
Isobel giggles.
"What?"
"I'm starting to like you, Eve, and not in a friendly way."
Eve blushes at Isobel's confession.
SATAN'S WHISKERS
Villanelle is sitting in a cozy bar in the laid back neighborhood in London. Wearing a white off-shoulder top and a long cerulean skirt with length h a few inches above her ankles. She let her blonde hair up with an elegant bun and cleavage on display. She's a mesmerizing sight to behold. Yet her eyes can not be reached.