Teams of Trackers
Bella was consoling a distraught Jessica when the others arrived. Carlisle had sped around in his car and the boys entered with him pretending to have driven there with him. Jessica let go of Bella as they approached and clutched to Rosalie, who in turn patted her on the back awkwardly and whispered reassurance. Carlisle walked to them and turned Jessica toward him, trying to figure out what had happened and dosing her with shock.
"She, she, she was heading for the bookstore," Jessica said quickly, "I told her I'd be back in ten minutes, I wanted to find a bracelet that matched my shoes, when I got round here the bookshop was shut and she was gone. I heard a car screech off from around the corner, it came by here and they honked the horn at me. There were five men in the car." She shivered and gripped at Rosalie again. Esme had arrived and went to Jessica; she acted her motherly best and offered to drive Jess home. When they were gone Jasper got to work.
"The alley's over here," Bella said grabbing Jaspers hand and leading him to the side street, "I couldn't stay very long, the scent was maddening, "Rose took a look around but…there was at least thirty different blood stains, they all tied together, there was nothing we could do." She bit her lip and dropped Jaspers hand, backing slightly out of the alley and grabbing Edwards's hand. "Do you think she'll be ok?"
"We'll find her and it'll be ok," Edward said comfortingly, but Jasper felt the waves of worry and distress emanating from Edward and sneered in his head. Edward let go of Bella and told her to return to Rosalie, Emmett joined him and the three brothers sniffed through the alley, picking through all the scents.
"I think there's something over here," Emmett said in a confused voice, gesturing to a large rubbish bin. "There's definitely something…" Emmett jumped into the bin and began to throw things out, Jasper and Edward walked over and peered in, only to see Emmett looking angrily at some fabric in his hands. "It's a men's shirt sleeve," he said, chucking it at Edward, "its got her blood all over it, this bottle was wrapped in it." He jumped out of the bin and slammed his fist into the side, denting it so that only a twenty-centimetre gap was left.
Jasper calmed Emmett with his gift; he needed him to have a clear head. If Jasper flipped like he had at the house their secret might be blown and finding Angela wouldn't be an option. He also needed Emmett to help him rip apart the person that took her like they had ripped apart James for Bella. Edward had heard Jaspers reasoning and nodded him; he took the bottle and the sleeve to Carlisle, leaving Emmett and Jasper to look for more evidence.
"This is bad," Jasper said, bending down and touching the ground lightly, "this whole stain is blood, her blood. Emmett, it trails that way…" Jasper didn't need to say any more, Emmett was following the trail like Sherlock Holmes, and in any other instant it would have made Jasper laugh. Jasper was brought out of his thoughts by a loud string of obscenities.
"The trail ends at the tyre tracks, it looks like someone spun the tyres real bad, I'll get Rosalie to check, but it doesn't look good man, Jess said there were five guys in that car." Emmett ran off to get Rosalie and was back in a matter of seconds; Rosalie had examined the prints and labelled them as Dunlop's from a van. The guys were definitely in a hurry, which meant now they, needed to track them.
"We have to track them and we'll have to leave in an hour at the latest. Emmett, I'll need you, Rosalie, Carlisle and Esme. Edward and Bella you need to go see Jess and the Weber's, tell them we talked to your dad and that the situations under control, we'll keep your dad updated, he's the go-between." Jasper was growing more and more restless, his anger was swelling and Emmett wasn't helping, but so was his pain and if he was going to track Angela, he needed someone that could restrain him if necessary. He knew they could help him; they'd done it at Bella's eighteenth birthday, it reassured him he needed that.
"We can go straight away, I brought packs," Esme said, grabbing some backpacks from the car. They all held the usual; they were the same ones they had used to hunt James a few years ago. Hopefully this time, they'd have more luck tracking.
"We can split up into groups," Jasper said quickly assessing each of his family. Carlisle was a valuable asset; if they found Ange they'd need him to fix her injuries, if the blood in the alley was anything to go by, Carlisle and Edward had surmised she had a head injury, possible trauma if it wasn't treated. Emmett was also needed; he was the strongest and could restrain multiple people if necessary. Esme was the most observant, she could notice things like scraps of fabric or threads of cotton from metres away, and Rosalie was the best tracker, her knowledge of prints and marks and fabrics was essential. Jasper had chosen his team. "Emmett and Rosalie you come with me, if we find Ange, Rosalie you're the next fastest to Edward, you'll have to run for Carlisle. Emmett you and I'll take care of the men. Esme, try tracking her, if you find her take out the guys and come for us." Jasper barked his orders and they all split up at a run. Rosalie and Jasper took the lead, leaving Emmett and his anger issues to run behind, pounding the occasional tree.