A/N Stephenie Meyer owns all. I just own an overactive imagination and a beat-up laptop.
CHAPTER TWO
EPOV
The shrill ring of the phone tore me from my sleep. Goddamn it, it was the first rest I'd had in five days. I ignored it - whatever it was, they could deal with it.
Finally, the ringing ended and I settled back into my blankets. Back into my oblivion.
Then the phone rang again.
"Fuck!" I exclaimed, furious and disturbed. What the hell did they want?
I answered the phone with a growl. "Jasper, I'm exhausted but I swear if you call me again I'll hire Rose to cut your balls off and feed them to those koi carp you're so goddamn fond of."
"Christ, Eddie, no need for such a welcome. If you wanted my balls all you needed to do was ask."
I groaned. "Emmett, seriously, what do you want? I need sleep."
He sounded apologetic, a first for the Jolly Green Giant. "Sorry, man, but this is kind of an emergency. One of Jasper's marks is in trouble and you're the only one in the vicinity."
"So send him to the Plaza. I'll pick him up in the morning."
"No can do, bro. This chick is so deep in shit I have no idea she's even survived this long." There was a pause, Emmett's heavy breathing over the line. "She's important to Jazz, but she's also important to Carlisle."
The haze of sleep receded. "What do you mean, 'important to Carlisle'?"
Emmett didn't speak. I knew he was still there was the gusty breathing invading my phone line. I waited him out.
"It's the Volturi chick."
Shit. "Where is she?"
"She'll be at the Crown Plaza soon. But, Ed..."
"What?"
"She's a little skittish and way beyond over-cautious. You might want to introduce yourself or she'll taser your ass."
Yeah, I'm sure Aro's princess is a real handful. Manicures must be such a goddamn strain. Stuck-up wench. "Whatever, Em. Where do I drop her off?"
"Not known yet. Just secure her, then check in with Jazz." Another pause, then Emmett said, "He asked you to hurry."
Of course he did. She held the key to the cacophony of corruption that was the Volturi. I'd keep the little bitch safe until she could testify.
"Text me the details. Tell Jasper I'm on it."
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