"I thought you said that she would be all over me," Edward replied as the two stepped into the luxurious suite of Jessica Stanley. Bella had been so reluctant to even step foot on the same ground that her ex-best friend had laid her foot on.

"Trust me, it hasn't even started," Bella whispered as she was seated on a luxurious scarlet leather couch, beside Edward. Bella tried to smile at Jessica who, to Bella's dismay, had grown to be a lot more beautiful than she was in high school. Her dark brown hair was straightened but curled inwards at the end. She wore a beautiful red v-neck sweater on top of her green tank top. She also decided to wear black jeans, which I also hated to admit, looked great on her skinny legs. Bella felt so plain with her sweatshirt and sweatpants she had managed to find in her suitcase.

As if Edward knew what she was thinking, he whispered into her ear, "You look gorgeous compared to her, Bella. No one can ever be compared to your beauty." Bella managed to blush, which Jessica caught on immediately the chemistry between the two.

"Come on in, Bella," Jessica cued her in to sit opposite of her as she took a seat of her own.

"Thanks, Jessica," Bella replied bitterly as she stared back at her ex-best friend.

Minutes had already gone by and the three remained silent as if they were stricken with a death. Before long, Jessica started the conversation, "So you're engaged?"

Bella raised her eyebrow as she was about to ask 'What?' However, Edward stopped right in time and slowly, but not evidently, stroked her ring finger. Bella mentally slapped her forehead in idiocy as she replied, "Yeah, we are."

Jessica nodded as she tightened her lips together. She looked at Edward, checked him out from top to bottom, sole to crown, as she nodded her approval, "Good job, Swan. Didn't know you had it in you."

"Excuse me?" Bella asked as she finally understood by what Jessica had intended.

"You know what I'm talking about Bella," Jessica clicked her tongue as she scratched the side of her mouth, "Your taste in men, it has definitely increased since high school."

"What are you saying?" Bella demanded as she looked as if she was ready to lunge.

"Your taste in men weren't exactly the best, Bells. Like that Jacob kid. Tsk, going for a guy who was younger in you? Or Mike, that guy couldn't even stand up without crying about you," Jessica scoffed.

"For your information, Jacob was one of the kindest men I knew and Mike? It was only one date. I had only agreed to go out with him because he wouldn't stop bothering me," Bella declared as she sat up straight from her hunched position.

"Whatever, Bella," Jessica remarked, "The only reason I think that the Jake kid left you was because you couldn't even handle his child without killing it."

Anger had flashed Bella's eyes as Jessica's statement sunk into Bella. She lunged at Jessica at such a speed that not even a storm could rival, with her blizzard of emotions confusing her. Edward tried to restrain Bella from 'killing' Jessica, and somehow managed to calm her down and sat her down beside him.

He stroked his finger over his hand in a soothing manner, muttering in her ear, "Don't let anything she say get to you, alright? She's only trying to mess with you."

"I heard that, Mr…" Jessica trailed off, blushing not knowing Edward's name.

"Cullen, Edward Cullen," he replied in a calm and polite tone, even though underneath he was seething with anger for what pain and hurt she had caused Bella.

"Such a perfect name for such a perfect man," Jessica fluttered her eyelashes as she leant forward purposely, to expose her cleavage.

Edward, knowing that she was trying to hit him, politely dismissed her by saying, "Thank you, but if you would let us, we have a few questions to ask you."

Jessica leant back as she pulled up her shirt, before casually putting her arm on the sofa's back, "Sure, fire away."

Bella had calmed down by now and inhaled deeply before she asked, "Do you know about the murders that have been happening here?"

Jessica simply shrugged, "Sure, just one happened a few days ago."

"We were wondering if we could find out what you were doing a few days ago," Edward asked calmly as he took out a pad and pen.

To their astonishment, she started chuckling before she broke into fits of laughter. The two exchanged looks, which asked whether or not she was crazy. She stopped eventually, and replied, wiping a tear from her eye, "Oh, Roy wasn't kidding when he said that Bella was a FBI. My, my, how much you have grown, Bella."

"Roy?" was all that a baffled Bella could ask her suspect.

"Yeah, my fiancé. He's sleeping inside right now. We went out partying last night and he slammed right on the bed when we came back."

Edward nodded as he asked, "But this doesn't relate to our question. What were you doing on the night of the murder of Mrs. Kent?"

As if she was pondering, Jessica remained silent for a moment before she answered, "I was out with a couple of friends I had met from college. We went to the Ivory if you want to know."

"Is there anyone who can back this alibi of yours?" Bella asked as she stared at her suspiciously.

"Yeah, you could ask my fiancé, Roy."

"I mean, someone else you are not related to you in some way."

"Yeah, you could ask the girls. If you want, I can give you their phone numbers. I especially think Kayna would love Edward phoning her," Jessica added with a wink.

Edward cracked a smile before whispering into Bella's ear, "You're calling."

Bella chuckled before she whispered back, "Sure. But do you think there is a link to her and Mike Newton. Do you think that Roy could be Mike?"

Edward shrugged before asking, "Why don't you ask her?"

Bella nodded before turning her attention back to Jessica. She was sitting there drumming her fingers along her thighs to show she was waiting. Rolling her eyes, Bella asked, "Do you think it is possible for Roy to answer some questions?"

Jessica immediately shook her head, "Oh no, he just went to sleep. Poor baby, he needs his sleep."

"So do I, Jessica, but this is important," Bella persisted.

Jessica glared at her which Edward caught promptly before she stood up and walked to her suite's room. She stepped in and whispered inaudibly before she peeked out again. "He said he'll come after he gets dressed."

"Sure," Edward nodded. As the couple waited impatiently as they reviewed their notes over, Jessica finally came out.

"Here he is, Roy King, my fiancé," she declared as she stepped out of the way to expose a dark haired man with gentle brown eyes. He was tall, tanned and much toned. Bella thought Jessica had done well.

Edward stopped up and leant him his hand which Roy returned, "Hello."

"Hey," Roy's deep voice was revealed and Bella knew immediately that it wasn't Mike. As much as to their disappointment, she carried on the interrogation.

After Bella and Edward had asked Roy the necessary questions, they were about to leave when Jessica offered, "Hey, we are going to a club tonight and we thought if you wanted, you could join us."

Edward and Bella exchanged looks before Bella replied, "No thanks, we have work to do."

"Come on, Bells. It will be like the old times," Jessica persisted.

Bella looked at Edward, who had a gentle smile on his face. Grunting, Bella muttered, "Fine."

"YES! Now I can dolly you up. Be here at five sharp so I can have fun with you," Jessica exclaimed as she literally pushed Bella and Edward out the door.

Once the door was shut, Edward asked humorously with a smile on his face, "Dollying up eh?"

Bella scowled, "Shut up Cullen."

Laughing, Edward put his arms around her shoulder in a friendly gesture, "She's a natural Alice, isn't she?"

"You have no idea," Bella muttered as the two walked towards the elevator.

&

Bella scowled as she and Jessica walked into the club, music blasting in her eyes. Edward had told her that he would be running late for an unidentifiable excuse.

"So why isn't Roy coming, Jessica," Bella asked as she tugged on the black tight mini skirt Jessica had lent her. The make up on her was unfamiliar. Bella thought the only thing she could find right about herself was her hair straightened as she usually does. As well as her red sequin top which Alice had lent her.

"Oh yeah, Roy," Jessica nodded absentmindedly as she searched the club, her eyes roaming hungrily over the some guys in the club, "He said he had last minute errands to do."

"Ah, I see," Bella muttered as she looked around, before something caught her eye. She narrowed her eyes, before widening at the thought and sight of a man. She excused herself, while waiting for an answer from Jessica who was too busy to even notice Jessica was talking to her. Jessica was busy shopping with her eyes.

"Excuse me? Can I leave you for a minute?" Bella asked once more patiently – well as patiently as she could manage. Jessica, as usual, had been getting on her nerves, but if this was any way to find the killer, Bella would do anything for it.

Jessica finally broke out of her checking as she nodded continuously, "Sure, sure, go ahead." She smiled before she walked towards a tall blonde and introduced herself. Bella stood there with her mouth wide open at the impeccable behavior Jessica had shown. Bella shook her head as she knew that Jessica would always be Jessica. She walked towards the crowd slowly making sure she didn't make a huge impression on the guys in her way; however, that attempt failed. There were many guys trying to look underneath her skirt. Many even whistled.

Bella chose to ignore, knowing that her temper would get in the way if she did started something. She sat at the counter and requested, "Um…a Tequila Sunrise, please."

The bartender turned around as he was wiping a glass, "Sure honey." He winked as he smiled, a golden tooth shining in all its glory. Bella attempted to smile but even an idiot could say it was forced. However, the bartender didn't seem to notice.

"Here ya gal," the bartender set in front of her, "Don't worry, it's on the house." He turned around to take someone else's order.

Bella sipped on the Tequila as she surveyed the club floor for her mystery man. Before long, someone tapped on her shoulder. She turned around and gasped, "Mike?"

"Sure is, Bella," Mike Newton beamed as he grabbed a seat besides her. Bella couldn't believe that it was Mike. He had changed a lot, grown taller for the most part, but grown out his childish looks.

"How are you doing?" Bella asked.

"Not bad, you?"

"Not bad." Silence had befallen between the two before Mike started again, "So what brings you to New York?"

Bella shook her head out of her astonishment, "Oh, that, um I'm here with my fiancé."

Mike's eyes darkened at the mention of a fiancé, "Name?"

Bella gulped before she answered, "Cullen, Edward Cullen."

"I see," Mike trailed off before he received the martini he ordered.

As he sipped it, Bella asked, "And you? Why are you here?"

He set down his cup as he replied, "I'm here on a promotion from work. I work at the Big Apple."

"Really? Cool," Bella muttered as she sipped her tequila.

Silence had befallen them once again before he muttered, "Well, I am going to dance. Want to come?"

"No thanks, I have to go find Edward, but thanks for offering," Bella rejected sweetly. Mike walked away dejectedly, and Bella felt sorry for hurting his feelings, but she really needed to go to a place, where she would get privacy. First, as she walked around, she looked for Jessica, who was nowhere to be found. Shrugging, Bella made her way to the bathroom in the back.

She opened the door and took out her cell immediately. She dialed long distance and waited patiently before a sweet voice picked up, "Hello?"

"Emmett? Hi, it's Bella," Bella replied.

"Oh hey, Bells, how's it going? You and Edward done it yet?"

Bella blushed before she snapped, "Oh shut up, Emmett. I phoned to ask you a favor."

"Sure, shoot your question."

Bella smiled as she replied, "Can you check if a Mike Newton is working at the Big Apple?"

Emmett chuckled as he wrote it down, "What? Trying to stalk someone? As if Edward wasn't enough for you."

"Oh shut up," Bella exclaimed, as her cheeks flushed red, "Can I have this by tomorrow?"

"Sure thing, doll face. Bye…have fun," Emmett added as he hung up on her. Bella shook her head in disappointment. That boy would never change. She stepped out of the bathroom, before heading into the club. On her way there, she went by a storage closet, where surprisingly she heard some weird sounds.

She stood still and realized that it was moans. Knowing that it was wrong to invade and barge in on whoever's privacy, but she had to see. She opened the door and she widened her eyes as she dropped her purse in shock.

Tears started to form in her eyes when she croaked out, "Jessica…Edward?"

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