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I had this chapter with me for over three weeks now. I was dissatisfied with it, and kept on revising it. Well, I decided to post it now, or I never will.

So here it is.

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Terms:

Enforcer – a person who threatens, maims, or kills someone who doesn't cooperate with Family rules or deals.

On the pad - Designation for a law enforcement officer who is paid by the underworld to ignore certain criminal activity.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

EPOV

I was annoyed, but I didn't show it to the people inside this room. I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of knowing they affected me. Instead, I acted indifferent to everything that came out of their mouths. I would raise an eyebrow once in a while, but not anything more than that.

Seattle's Chief of Police was sitting across from us in his chair, acting so friendly and cordial towards Jasper and me. He was cocky, being the authority in this city, but he was also smart enough not to piss me off. He even invited us into his office instead of the interrogation room.

"I was just wondering, Chief Burns, why it took you so long to interview one of the family members? The blast happened almost four days ago. I have first-hand knowledge that nobody from your department talked to one of the Swans," I said, shifting so I was now leaning backwards on the couch.

If he was uncomfortable with my questions, he didn't show it. He even smiled. Sucker.

"We didn't see the need to inconvenience Mr. Swan, especially since his wife is in the hospital." He looked concerned about Bella's family. He even gave us a crooked smile. I knew better. Either he was on Emmett's pad, or he was scared of the consequences of hauling Emmett's ass over here for an interview.

"Hmm…interesting." I cocked my brow in challenge, and gave him a knowing look.

He coughed, as if something was caught in his throat. He looked uncomfortable all of a sudden. If they weren't incompetent at their jobs, they were being paid to ignore all illegal transactions within the city. That could only be the reason why they weren't on Emmett's ass, snooping and trying to find ways to bring down the Swan unit. Or maybe they were simply waiting for the feds job to do it.

These cops are really pathetic scumbags. I shifted my gaze to Jacob, who was in the same room with one other policeman. These two were responsible for me being here in their station. Black had called Jasper an hour ago, informing us we needed to come in to answer some questions.

Not only did I think it was a ridiculous idea to come here, but I thought it was crazy stupid. I had lots of things I needed to handle, and going to a police station wasn't on my agenda for the day. I had to talk to Jasper and Vicky about more important things. Black's second call made me decide to come in and visit the Seattle precinct just because I could. I am a cocky bastard, I know. There was something amusing and exhilarating to know that my presence could stir some ruckus in the Seattle force. Some had be smug, thinking they had the upper hand in being able to bring me in a police station, while the others had been intrigued.

It was my first time to be inside a room full of cops. To be honest, I liked it! I had all eyes on me, just the way I wanted it. The same eyes I wanted to see me walk away from here unscathed. It would be my pleasure to momentarily entertain these fuckers

When the Chief had called Jasper and me to come inside his office, I saw the stupid smile on Black's face disappear. Coming here gave me more satisfaction than I thought it would.

"I'm assuming you got no leads as of now," I said confidently. They wouldn't have called us in if they did. I acted bored, because I was. They weren't as tough as they acted to be. Even their questions were stupid. I crossed my leg so my ankle rested on one knee. "Is that why you had requested for us to come? Because you guys couldn't keep up with your job?"

"Why, you son of a-" I heard the other guy, who looked as big as Emmett, say. Before he could even come forward, Burns cut him off with a few choice words. He scowled at me. I smirked, loving the way his face flushed angrily. Black held him off, putting his hand on his chest and saying something to placate him. I could see he wanted to come forward and hit me. As if he could lay a finger on me. His balls would be served in a platter first before that could happen. I had Jasper with me, and he wouldn't allow that to happen.

"Cullen, you shut your mouth!" Jacob hissed. He crossed his arms across his chest, and glared at me, ignoring the warning looks Burns was giving him.

"What if I don't?" I asked, taunting him. I saw his jaw clenched, and I laughed. He was suddenly in my face. I could see his irises, and his nostrils were flaring.

I wanted to piss him off more. I was having too much fun, and I wanted more. "You can't fucking touch me, Black. One hair out of place and I'll have my lawyers up your ass with several cases of harassment I could think of."

He snorted, and I smiled wickedly. After several seconds of just scowling at each other, with Burns doing nothing but look at us stupidly, Black backed down.

"Why the hell are we really here?" Jasper asked, and I turned my head towards him. He looked relaxed as ever, calm as fuck. I took a pack of cigarettes out from the inside pocket of my coat, and lit one. I was glad nobody complained about it.

"Aren't you supposed to be looking for more clues as to what happened a couple of days ago? You guys are fucking slacking, and look what happened…Rose and Emmett lost their baby." Jasper sounded condescending.

Jacob and his friend looked angrier now than earlier, but they stayed quiet. Even if Burns allowed them to act the way they did a few minutes ago, he was still their boss. I guess they needed to control themselves enough so their Chief wouldn't do something about their clear insubordination.

"Have you visited them at the hospital, Black?" Jasper asked Jacob. I had the satisfaction to see him squirm. "Emmett is your best buddy, isn't he? You should be a good friend and do that, you know." Jasper's drawl was fucking funny to me. Now he was the one intimidating Black, and I would lie if I said I didn't enjoy that.

"Asshole," I heard Black mutter, and I turned my head to face him. He had a scowl and was directing it towards me. I smirked, daring him to do something stupid in front of his boss. "Chief, don't you think we are coddling them?" Black asked, his eyes never leaving mine. He was assessing my reaction, but I just shrugged. He was no threat to me, and I could've easily killed him if I wanted to. If it wasn't for Bella, he would be nowhere near me today, looking like he won something just because he brought me here.

"Black, don't start with that shit again!" Burns said, clearly irritated with Jacob. It was so obvious he was trying to get into our good graces, but I knew he wouldn't admit it. I just had to appreciate Burns for bringing us into his office and serving us coffee while. It was good to be a Cullen. I smirked at that thought.

"We didn't ask Mr. Cullen and Mr. Whitlock here to intimidate them," Burns stated, glaring at Jacob, "but to ask a few questions on what they might know about what happened to the Swan's mansion. And since they've already confirmed they didn't have any idea about it, we would allow them to go on their merry way, and not inconvenience them any further." The way Burns spoke left no room for any argument from his officers.

A few more minutes inside the room, and we were allowed to go. Burns apologized again for the inconvenience, and I told him it was no big deal. Of course, I was friendly and cordial to him. There was a need to be that way, and I was a willing participant of this charade.

I was making my way out the door when Black blocked my way.

"I'm gonna fucking get you, Cullen," he hissed softly.

"For what?" I deadpanned. His scowl increased, and I had the sudden urge to punch him. Instead, I did the next best thing. I leaned closer so he was the only one who could hear me. "You better watch your back. I might just have a little more information on you than you have on me, asshole."

The shock that registered on his face was comical. I knew I had hit a nerve, and it was only a matter of time until I would get his pathetic loser ass. I had yet to talk to Victoria, but I had this nagging feeling Black would be starring in that little conversation we would have.

I chuckled as I pushed my way out, intentionally shoving him by the shoulder. I couldn't resist the urge of turning to smile back at Jacob before I exited the building. He looked scared and confused at the same time, but when he saw me looking, he straightened his expression into one of anger. I wondered where the fuck he had been for the last few days. He would have been somewhere away from the country for him to be undetected by my men.

You'll fucking have your time. If I have all the information I got, I'll be coming for you, Black.

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I was staring at the recording of what transpired between Vicky and Snake for the past twenty-four hours. It was gruesome, but I wanted to see how the motherfucker died. I had the satisfaction in seeing how Vicky cut off Snake's fingers one by one. I looked at the video, amazed at how he was able to stay alive for more than six hours under Victoria's hands. As the last scream died down, he slumped backward on his chair and his eyes permanently stayed open. I released a satisfied grunt at his inevitable fate.

He was dead. About fucking time!

I was glad Victoria had the sense to record it. I wanted to see how he suffered, especially after what he did to my wife. He deserved it.

"So boss, do you think I did alright?" Victoria asked, smirking. I always wondered how dubious and evil she was, and from the expression on her face, I knew she had loved every minute she had with Snake. I could feel the excess energy that came from torturing Snake radiate from her. Victoria was one hell of a voracious killer. Once she started, she wanted more, and clearly killing Snake didn't satiate her hunger. She didn't have any conscience and that made her lethal, making her an effective enforcer.

"You did more than alright, and you know that already." I gave her a nod, patting her on the shoulder.

I now had evidence Jacob was responsible. Snake admitted of his involvement with Emmett's childhood friend, and the Volturis. One good thing about the whole conversation was, it was recorded. Nobody could accuse me of making up stories. I would get Black if that was the last thing I did. I would take my time with him and after I finished, he'd wish he never met any of the Swans or Cullens.

The Volturi was another story. I would love to go to war with them, knowing they shouldn't have messed with my family. It seemed Jacob was conspiring with them as well to take down the Swan Unit. The day of his reckoning would come, and I would love to see him suffer just like his friend Snake did.

Another juicy tidbit I got from the screamer and fucktard, Snake, was Black's involvement with Emmett's shooting in New York a few years ago. The reason behind the hit was still unknown, but I was sure we would get that sooner or later. The important thing was I had evidence to show Bella what I had suspected long ago.

This news was something I would deliver to Bella myself. This would devastate their family, but I knew they would get over it. At least they would realize Jacob Black was a scumbag after all. He was never a friend to them, and whatever his reasons were would not be enough to justify why he did it. Emmett would be fucking furious when he finds out, of that I was sure. Black should go find a place to hide now that I had this information about him.

I wondered how Jacob wanted to die? I would give him the option to choose. Dammit, I'm itching to fuck up that asshole!

I was still on a high with the information I had, and was so pre-occupied with planning what my next actions were when Marcus reminded me of Bella. It was time for me to pick her up at the hospital. I would dine and wine her first before I tell her the bad news. Truthfully, I didn't want to, but having her mad at me again wasn't an option. I wanted to upset her as little as possible, and also keep all my promises to her at the same time.

And that was what I was going to do.

I clutched the recording in my hand and started to walk to my car. Vicky was walking beside me, looking all smug and pleased. She needed to be rewarded for her deed. A good vacation might do her good. Maybe the Bahamas. I had to ask her if she wanted a few weeks off to.

My cell phone chimed just as I was about to ask Vicky what she wanted. A message from an unknown number registered, and I frowned.

"Shit, I'm going to fucking kill you, you motherfucking coward!" I hissed angrily at my phone. And then another message from that annoying anonymous person popped up again. He thought he was so clever threatening me over the fucking phone.

Your time's nearly up. 3, 2, 1….bang. You're DEAD!

We hadn't had the chance to trace the number because it was using a pre-paid phone and had kept changing numbers. I was certain it came form the same person. I refused to change my number because I wanted him to keep sending me his messages in the hopes I would finally find out who he was. And when I do find this person, he or she would be dead meat. I fucking swear! He or she had been annoying me for a few months now, and it wasn't funny anymore.

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