“Do you even know what your father has been up to?” Jacqueline inquired, sending a quick jab to Barbara’s ribs. She could tell she hit a sensitive spot by the way Barbara cried out when her fist connected.

“Of course I do. You know our work in the stock market is harmless." She sent her own fist at Jacqueline’s jaw but the spy quickly swatted it away. "Your government has you running a pointless errand after your screw up in Rio. ”

Jacqueline let out a short laugh and knocked another one of Barbara’s punches to the side. “I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about the slaves, the secrets he’s selling to Russia.”

“Wait, what?” Barbara spoke before she even realized what she was saying. Jacqueline took advantage of the blonde’s surprise and lifted up her boot so she could collect her knife. In a quick moment she had it against Barbara’s throat.

“Now, why don’t you tell me where your father’s been hiding.”