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Now for the boring part:

DISCLAIMER: I am in no way,shape or form associated or affiliated with Stephenie Meyer. She owns everything apart from the plot. (Im The Genius That Came Up With That)
And now that we've cleared up the fact I'm just your average Joe (or Beckky?) shall we continue with the story?

I think we shall...

A Heart cannot be fixed with Sellotape; only Glue will hold

-Chapter Fourteen-

Got venom dripping from my lips,

Know who you're about to kiss,

Think that you can handle it, boy, it's on,

Just step into the danger zone,

Shake it if you wanna roll, never bend,

Just take control, stakes are on.

Poison - Nicole Scherzinger

Bella's POV

I was in my car after leaving my house and I was on my way to work where the meeting would take place. I really wasn't looking forward to it because from what my research tells me, the lawyers will either be family friends of the Mafia or an actual part of them. I didn't tell Jasper that because I knew he would worry, but I am still kind of curious towards this meeting, because with all the evidence I have managed to pile up against Lucchesse, his lawyers will be hard pushed to find a crack of defence in the solid wall of prosecution I have made, so I want to see how they'll play it. Today is also the day I inform them that I know Lucchesse's real name and I'm kind of worried about the reaction, because the fact that I was able to find out his name will be threatening to them and frankly I am not sure I want to know what happens when you threaten the mafia, especially considering what happened to me back when all I did was take the case.

Oh well, time to put on your big girl panties... I thought, arriving at work and walking towards my office. When I got there I asked Carmel if she'd heard from them; they were ten minutes away. After I asked for a coffee and the files I needed for the meeting I went into my office and did a quick tidy up so that they wouldn't be able to gather anything about my character when they walked in, it was an old trick and it unsettled people when they couldn't tell a thing about the 'threat' to them by looking about their surroundings. It was a cheap shot, but frankly, who gives a fuck I mean I doubt the Mafia gives a shit about using cheap shots against others. I was sat down at my desk and reading through the files Carmel dropped off with my coffee when Carmel's voice came through the intercom.

"Miss Swan, your 9 o'clock appointment is here." She said, in the clipped professional tone she reserves for in front of clients.

"Thank you, Carmel. Please send them through." I replied, sounding as sweet as sugar.

The door opened shortly after and in came two men; they both looked to be of Italian descent and were dressed in smart, clean cut, perfectly tailored suits. The suits acted as my second clue to come to the conclusion of their Italian heritage as the only place that does a tailoring job like that is a little Italian dressmaker not far from my offices. I stood up and walked around my desk towards the men in suits.

"Hello, it's good to meet you, I am Isobel Swan." Yeah, so it is actually Isabella, but I had it changed... I shook the men's hands whilst talking, gesturing behind me I asked, "Would you like to take a seat?"

I led them to the chairs in front of my desk and closed the open file, we all took are seats and the men smiled.

"Hello, my name is Angelo Rossi and this is Antonio Moretti, as you are aware we work for Mr Craig Robertson in his defence." The more attractive of the two spoke to me after taking his seat

"Of course and as I said it is lovely to meet you." I said, feeling a lot more comfortable because now I had them partially sussed. Angelo was the spokesperson of the two, probably higher ranking; he was more outgoing but not necessarily smarter than Antonio. Antonio was the silent type, while Angelo and I would do the talking he would most likely observe me and try to find a chink in the polite expression I always wore on my face in meetings. I would need to be careful of him as I believe as time goes on the discussion will get more heated and Antonio will be watching to see when and where I react most strongly. I felt a bit smug when Antonio twitched his hand twice, I gathered that meant they hadn't found anything in my surroundings because unlike Antonio, Angelo had a slight change in his expression, it was only for a moment before he corrected it, but it was there: he was disgruntled, shocked almost. Antonio must be good at his role in the duo.

"So, gentlemen, as you know I called this meeting today to discuss some aspects of the case with you. I'll get right to it, the first one is this." I said as I handed them each a copied print-out of Lucchesse's criminal record which included his mug shot and the list of crimes and the known affiliations surrounding him.

"As you can see in this file, the client you are representing who you claim to know as Craig Robertson is actually a known criminal in the organised crime syndicate Craig Lucchesse, the light reading underneath contains detailed descriptions of all the known crimes he has committed but, surprisingly he never had to do hard jail time for, on account of the fact he was let off on technicalities such as 'time served'." I said never taking my eyes off of Antonio; let him find a chink in my armour, if he can. As I suspected Angelo looked up from the file and put a brilliant smile on his face.

"Ms Swan, I assure you myself nor my company were aware of the fraud Mr Lucchesse presented us with, after all it is not our job to do background checks on all our clients." He said, charmingly. Puh-lease, buddy, you should see the man-meat I have waiting for me at home, no way is that cheesy smile gonna distract me...

"I assure you, Mr Rossi, Mr Moretti, I was not implying that you did, I was simply bringing the fact up and now that it has come to light, surely you realise that it will almost completely stop your defence from involving Mens Rea which I'm sure it did." I smiled politely.

"We are aware of that, of course. But, why did you believe we had involved Mens Rea in our defence?" Antonio asked, this I was expecting as I had realised a while back he was the smarter of the two and so it did not unsettle me when he took over which I am sure he expected it too.

"Frankly, it is because I am an amazing lawyer and word has it you are too, that is exactly what I would have done in your position: proved that mens rea was uninvolved in the act." I replied calmly.

"Very well, if that is all I think we will take our leave now." Angelo said, taking back control and getting out of his chair.

"Actually there is just one more thing before you leave... your clients Modus Operandi." I said, making them sit back down.

"What do you mean? My client is not a criminal, Ms Swan therefore he has no Modus Operandi." Angelo said, looking wary, not understanding where I was going with this.

"Please, Mr Rossi, we all have an M.O, in your client's case his just happens to be the way he murders the victims that betrayed him. You see if you look at the photos from previous crimes he has been found guilty of committing, everything matches to this one."

"Yes, Ms Swan, that is a big coincidence but as you said, it is the M.O for people who betrayed him, his wife was faithful and loyal." Angelo said. Oh yes, he was feeling that corner creeping up behind him. Good.

"Yes, she was. However, she was also, for lack of a better phrase, a 'battered woman' your client beat her and before you say anything the proof of that is in witness protection as we speak, ready to testify in court. So, there you have it gentlemen, Mr Craig Lucchesse's motive, M.O and proof of his mens rea. That is really all I needed to say. Thank you for meeting me gentlemen, it has been an absolute pleasure. I wish a very good day to you both." I finished and stood up feeling pretty damn good. They both looked at each other in a silent conversation and must have agreed on something because they turned to back to me.

"Ms Swan, it seems we have underestimated you." Angelo said, not looking too happy at admitting this, I on the other hand was buzzing. Hell yeah, you did and now it looks like it's gonna get interesting...

"Really Mr Rossi, in what way?" I smiled, playing coy for a while longer.

"When we asked around our associates they said you were good, but we didn't realised how good. Now, if you have no objections to us speaking frankly, we would like to make you an offer?" Angelo said.

"Of course not and if we are being frank, call me Isobel, what is this offer you propose?"

"Well, fair is fair, please call me Angelo. Antonio and I would like to offer you 10 million dollars, a house and car in whatever country and whatever model you would like and also a place at our firm which we have on good authority pay 50% more than this one does." He said in what he obviously thought was an endearing tone. I smiled, pretending to be taken in.

"Well that does sound intriguing and what do you want in return, Angelo?" I asked.

"Your silence about the discoveries about our client and the name of the witness you have in protection." He replied simply.

"Hmm, let me think about that..." I said, pretending to contemplate it. "Not a chance, Angelo."

"Isobel, see reason, this is a once in a life time chance, besides we fear if you don't take it, there will be serious repercussions." Angelo said sounding slightly menacing towards the end.

"Was that a threat, Mr Rossi?" I asked, emphasising his name.

"No, Ms Swan that was a fact." He replied, sounding angry now.

"Well in which case thank you for clarifying that so now when I bring this video evidence into the court there will not be a charge of 'threatening behaviour' added to the felony of 'soliciting a bribe to a member of the court' you have already given yourselves." The look on their faces will forever be imprinted in my mind and if I wasn't the professional I am, I would have bent over laughing my fucking head off.

"What video evidence? Even if there is video evidence of this meeting it won't count in a court of law because you have not asked us to sign a disclaimer about us letting you record the meeting." Antonio said whilst Angelo was still sat gaping like a fish. Yep, always knew he was smarter...

"The video camera in my office and actually it will count because when you replied back to the letter I sent you, you never said anything about the disclaimer at the bottom which clearly states that 'for security reasons all meetings will be recorded via a closed circuit system'. That automatically implies your agreement. Now, it is 10am and I need to get to the county courts with this tape, before the judge leaves to allow for a speedy procedure. So, if you will excuse me gentlemen?" I finished standing up and leaving the room.

"Carmel, text me when they leave, I'll be at the courts if you need me. Oh and if they break anything, be sure to send them an invoice, wont you?" I said to my assistant who was outside my office.

Thirty minutes later, they had left and I had just returned from the courts, I got out of my car to be greeted by a very anxious looking Carmel.

"Ms Swan, I am really sorry but there is a man in your office to see you he said you knew him and his family in high school, I tried to tell him that you weren't here but he pushed past me and went into your office and said he'd wait." She said in a rush.

"It's fine, Carmel, you cant help it if someone is being an annoying asshole. You take your lunch break, I'll sort out whoever is in my office and everything will be fine, okay?" I spoke to her slowly and calmly, whoever had got her into a tizzy like this was about to know pain like no other. I gave her a quick smile and a hug and walked to my office and opened the door poised to go off on one, but I nearly dropped dead seeing the face that greeted me on the other side of it.

"What in the name of motherfucking God are you doing here you dirty, clunge fucking, sadistic prick?" I said in a deadly, yet calm voice.

"Bella, you really shouldn't have started hanging out with those wolves, the language they taught you is absolutely vulgar and completely unbecoming of a lady such as yourself." Edward said, looking truly disgusted at my choice of language. Ex-cheating dickhead, say what now?

Ooh, am I the only one smelling a fight?

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