Isabel Smith tightly gripped it, like gripping the last strand of life and survival, regardless of the man's struggle, she had no intention to loosen her grip.
Perhaps, at the most dangerous moment, a person always bursts out potential she didn't even know she had - right now, Isabel Smith had such strength that even the man in front of her was somewhat helpless.
The man stared at Isabel Smith, his face creased, then suddenly sidestepped, holding the golf club, inching his way closer and closer to her.
Watching the man approaching closer and closer, Isabel Smith stepped back slightly, until she could only grasp the tip of the golf club. Her heartbeat quickened, and as the man drew near, she suddenly let go of the golf club and ran towards the living room.
The man furiously discarded the golf club in his hand, took up the dagger, and began his pursuit of Isabel.
Percy Stanton had told her not to go out for safety reasons.