Chapter 2

I can hear them before I see them. I walk through Edward's house following the shouts.

"What the hell, Jasper, why didn't you tell us this before we started pouring money into this?" I have never heard Peter get loud. He is a gentle guy that keeps to himself.

I push the door open to see the three of them having a standoff.

"Because at first they weren't interested, but now there is traction. Agent Larson thinks it will bring out the person responsible."

I try my hardest to keep my features impassive no matter how hard my heart hits my chest. My brain works overtime at the implications of what he just said. The FBI is interested in the film. They think it will bring out the hacker.

And it did.

"This is fucked up! So we are just supposed to let them hang out around the set so they can interrogate everyone that happens to ask about the movie?" Edward runs his fingers through his hair, almost ripping it out.

"I am letting one agent, Larson, be a consultant when we film." Jasper shrugs, obviously not caring at all how it makes the other two feel.

"What about the other consultants? We have a few you know hackers coming to the set. I'm sure they will not feel very comfortable telling us how it could have been done with the freaking FBI sitting right there listening." Edward grits out between his teeth. His eyes see me in the doorframe and he waves me into his office.

I keep my face down on my tablet trying hard not to show how freaked I am. Are they going to remember me? Will they question me again?

I had a presence on the dark web, still do. The Computer Crimes Unit questioned me because of my hacker name having some not so legal things attached to it. They dismissed me quickly because they couldn't believe a fourteen-year-old girl could pull something off like that. Plus, they had no evidence pointing at me. At that point, they were talking to every hacker programmer in the U.S.

Jasper rolls his eyes. "It's not like that. They figure whoever stole the money wouldn't bring attention to themselves like that. They are interested in new hires. Anyone who seems too interested in the movie."

My dad was right, coming out here was a terrible idea.

"Bella, could you run and get some coffee? Then tell Felix I read through the scripts; I found two that I would be interested in if we can figure out the timeline."

I nod. "I will be back." I keep my voice from giving away the fear.

Driving to the coffee shop Edward loves, I panic. Should I call my dad, what about Emmett? He let me come out here and stay with him after I graduated with his wife. My big brother has no idea what kind of criminal lives with him.

Oh my God, my dad. My poor dad is the law. He was on the road to becoming an FBI agent, but he became a family man instead.

All because I was curious and bored. I just wanted to see if it was possible. Shit.

Breathe, Bella, I have done nothing for them to suspect me. They already cleared me four, almost five years ago. I mean there has to be a statue on all this. There is no evidence tying anything to me.

I keep chanting to myself as I get Edward, Jasper, and Peter coffee and some sweets, hoping it will bring some calm to the chaos because of the bomb Jasper dropped.

Thankfully, when I get back, they seem to have cooled down a lot and are discussing the script and who they want for different roles.

I slip into the office, trying not to disturb them as I pass out everything.

"What about Rosalie Swan?" Jasper sips his coffee as his eyes land on me.

I roll my eyes. Jasper must have been snooping in my background. I didn't bury everything about me, but I made it difficult to figure out who my brother and his wife are. Emmett is eight years older than me and lives a different life as an NFL star married to an A-list actress that can do any role with such dedication it's unbelievable.

Before I think about the consequences I open my mouth, "Rose won't touch whatever you want her to do because you can't finalize the script and she doesn't take parts that aren't thought out. And she hates being the love interest. She likes complicated, purposeful roles." I raise my brow at Jasper whose face reddens by the seconds, "And you have none of those in the script for her."

I can feel Edward's questioning eyes on me, I never talk about my family. I didn't want any more attention on myself. I should have ignored Jasper, but I couldn't. I needed to say something. Maybe because I can feel the pressure building at the announcement of the FBI's involvement.

Something clicks inside me. "The FBI is why you can't stick to a script, isn't it? They are having you alter it little by little hoping that it will trigger the hacker to come out?"

Jasper looks like he will explode at this point. "It's none of your business, you're just a fucking assistant?"

"What the hell, Jasper?" Peter growls, "We are putting a lot of money into this project because we trusted you. We believed in your Goddamn pitch."

"Tell me, Jasper, was all this for the FBI?" Edward's calm voice is more dangerous than Peter's growl.

Jasper's eyes are narrowing in on me, it's always been like this, since the moment I walked in CWH. He hates that he can't figure out how I have an assistant job. He absolutely believes I hacked my way in.

There is no proof of it. So Peter and Edward told him to drop it. However, I think Jasper's ego couldn't take the hit that someone is better than him.

"No, when I initially brought you guys the idea they weren't involved. When Agent Larson caught wind, he came to me. It wasn't bad at first, but then he said I needed to get the guy's attention. I wanted him gone but now he has decided he needs to be on set.."

I pull up my tablet, pretending I'm not involved with the conversation anymore. Although in my head, I am trying to figure out what I am supposed to do now. If I left, it would be very suspicious. How far is the FBI willing to go to catch me? Should I call my dad? What if they are listening? Jesus. What did I do?