Isaac stood and crossed his arms over his chest. He was calm, the anger that he had fought the previous evening had disappeared. He controlled the money that Tracey needed, he could keep it under wraps. "I am going to control it. She isn't going to make it public knowledge." He crossed to where Marcus stood and he grabbed his arm. "You really think I am going to let anything change this?" He felt like growling in frustration. "Shite, you want to talk to her?"