Chapter 9
Jacob's Plan
Around the same time, back at the village, Jacob was sitting in the bar at the Lodge on his third tankard of beer. "Who does she think she is? That girl is tangled up with the wrong man!" He took a long swig. "No one says no to Jacob Black!"
"Darn right!" Two voices said in unison. One of the voices belonged to a young man, about 5'11" with short black hair with a boyish look about him. The other one was taller than but not as tall as Jacob was. His hair was buzzed real fine and had finely defined muscles.
"Listen buddy" the short one said, "You've got to pull yourself together! There are plenty of other women around here who will do as you say. Forget about Bella."
"Quil's right." The buzzed replied nodding his head. "You have what every guy in this village wants. Money. Power. Girls. That's just the icing on the cake."
"But I want her Embry!" Jacob slammed the tankard on the counter. "I don't care what it takes. I want Bella to be my wife! She's the only one for someone as gorgeous as me!"
"Alright! All right!" Embry said laughing as he put his hands up in mock surrender. "We'll help you."
"So what's the plan?" Quil asked eagerly. "Put Bella's father in jail? Ever since Charlie got back he's been spooked at every shadow and never leaves his house."
No, my father won't agree to that." Jacob replied shaking his head. "They are real close friends and he would take me off the will if he finds out." Then something dawned on him. "Maybe if we get the Volterra in on it…"
"And convince your father that Charlie is crazy…" Embry said catching on.
"When Bella finds out, she'll do anything to keep him from getting locked up!" Quil added. Jacob nodded approvingly with a wicked grin on his face.
"Good. Now that we know what we are doing to do, let's get going!" With that, Jacob got off the bar stool and quickly ran out the door with Quil and Embry at his heels.