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Chapter 6
EPOV
Tanya left me as she usually did, with a kiss on the cheek and a smile on her face, not even realising how much I had zoned out.
I got up dazedly and dragged on the first pants I could get my hands on.
I sat back down on the bed and leaned on the head board. My thoughts were chaotic and spinning wildly in my head. But they all seemed to revolve around one person.
We had brought her here earlier today.
Today had definitely not turned out how we had thought it would.
I took the day off work, and so did Jasper, Alice and the others. Today was another one of those days- when we thought we were about to end this once and for all.
We thought we were close. We expected to find evidence, clues or leads- something- anything to lead us to our target. We prepared for the worst, but we couldn't help but hope for the best; we had backup and worked out all sorts of scenarios the minute we had our lead.
We thought we would find poor women, desperate women who had been lured into his clutches. She wasn't the kind that we expected to discover. The best we expected was to find women who had already been tortured and were hopefully still alive. But as we infiltrated his personal hideout, we did not find anything.
But he had been there. He obviously wanted her all to himself.
He probably was waiting for her to wake up; He was most likely wearing his signature gloves, never leaving a print and slipping out the back door when he heard us arrive. He left nothing.
No evidence.
No clues.
No 'girls'.
Just her.
I doubted she was just a random woman he'd seen and wanted to have for his own. What would he want with this woman? Why her? She was extremely attractive- her soft brown hair, heart shaped face, soft features, long eyelashes, full lips...
I shook my head again; I seemed to have been doing that a lot.
Yes. She was attractive.
But this seemed specific.
Maybe it was a trick? Maybe she was a spy, sent here to get information to relay to him?
I highly doubted that, but one really couldn't judge anyone by the cover in the world I lived in.
But what if she was someone specific- someone he wanted?
Then he would definitely want her back.
He'd been enraged when we took his tools before, so much so that we had to give in and return them to him, even we sent him on what Alice called 'the goose chase of revenge.'
If he reacted like that over his tools, what would he do now that we had a whole person?
Sitting here was getting me nowhere. I needed answers.
Just then, Alice called out from my door.
"Edward?"
"Come," I responded.
"What's wrong?" Her tone did nothing to hide her worry; I was worried too.
What was wrong? My approach to life,-to the whole situation.
"A lot of things, apparently." I didn't want to give her a chance to drag the details out of me, so I quickly continued, "Anyway, is anyone upstairs to see the new girl?"
"Bella? No one's up to her, you can go."
I thought her name was more than fitting. She was beautiful. "Bella,"
I wasn't sure about a lot of things when it came to Bella.
Perhaps a conversation would clear at least some of them.
I was beginning to develop a headache trying to understand this.
My head spun, figuratively and literally, as I got up to meet her.
I bounded up the stairs, taking a few at a time.
Eric walked past me, head down and shoulders slumped. I did not have time to dwell on his depressed demeanor. I was too determined to get some answers.
I wasn't sure how much more I could take.
A/N: What are your theories? I wonder if anyone will get it right...
Now they're all together in the timeline. All the racers, though running in different lanes, needed to get here before we could move forward. Give them a little breather- and lots of reviews, and they promise to be back to quell the suspense some more.