Edward's POV

At 6:30, a knock sounded at the front door. I had never heard this person's 'voice' before, it was soft and muted. It was trouble.

Going downstairs, I joined the rest of my family. A man in a police uniform was standing in the living room.

The man spoke. "Bella Swan is currently residing with you for the time being, is she not Dr," he looked down at his notepad, "Cullen?"

Carlisle's voice was clearly agitated and he skillfully evaded the question.

"It's Carlisle Cullen and this is my wife Esme and our adopted children, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, and Emmett. Our other son Edward is coming shortly."

"Uh, hello." The man gave a half wave to Esme in obvious infatuation. He seemed a little daunted by Emmett as well, if his mind was any indication.

"I'm sorry; who did you say you were again?"

Curiously, I stepped closer, standing behind the man, tilting my head a bit. I had caught his thoughts, but they weren't making sense.

"Brent Felton, Dr. Cullen, from the Port Angeles Police Department."

"Have you apprehended the culprits?" Carlisle asked.

The man frowned again.

"No, you see, there was a mix-up with the phone lines or some sort of miscommunication somewhere along the lines. We got our signals crossed with the Forks Police Department."

"So you need her statements again?" I asked quietly.

He jumped and turned to stare at me.

"Oh, didn't see you there. No, no, we never got a statement to begin with."

A frown now crossed my face.

"Chief Swan was talking to us the other day, and we discovered the miscommunication. We had no idea what he was referring to when he spoke of the incident in question."

"At the hospital, one of your policemen collected her statement."

"No son, see we never got the call. Charlie must have dialed another precinct and got the wrong department. We never got the call and we never sent anyone to the hospital."

Everyone was becoming more and more confused, except me. It was becoming horrifyingly clear to me.

"Russell Cramer?" I said, already knowing the answer before he spoke it. Chills ran down my spine in fear.

"That's the funny thing, Charlie said that name too; said we sent someone. 'Course we didn't, but that was the name he said too. There is no officer named Russell Cramer in our department."

There was no Russell Cramer, but there was a man out there who knew about Bella. And we had just lost sight of her future.

A/N: So, there you go. I would really love reviews telling me what you thought! More to come for sure! Thanks for reading!

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