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Chapter 2

EPOV

"The Bank of Seattle," Emmett recited, "I wonder if they have those huge vaults?" I turned in my seat to look at him with an 'are-you-serious look'.

"Emmett, you can be the biggest idiot, you know that don't you?" Carlisle asked rhetorically.

"Dude, it's a bank. No shit it's gonna have a vault," Jasper retorted.

"And we're-" I knew what Carlisle was going to say, I stopped him.

"Not going to rob it." Everyone looked at me. "There won't be enough time. Security will notify the police and at least one of the employees would press their precious little red button."

There was a chorus of 'oh's'. I shook my head to myself, sometimes they were clueless but they were still good people.

"A'ight then, let's do this," Emmett bellowed.

I chuckled, got out and walked through the glass doors. I took a ticket and found a seat. 5 minutes later Jasper came in and did the same, followed by Emmett.

I turned my head around in a stretching manner and took a look at the security cameras. There was one on every wall, easy to takeout though.

The number '144' came up, I walked right up to the man in front of me and quickly shoved on my balaclava and took out the HKMP7, aimed to the ceiling and fired.

"Everybody get down NOW!" I shouted. Behind all that noise I heard the others shouting orders. I aimed at the cameras and shot, taking out each one of them. Jasper went behind the counters and shoved the money in the bag, Emmett stood, facing his gun at the guard. I walked around pointing my gun at everyone's head. I looked at my watch and saw we had exactly 1:53 seconds till the cops came.

"Let's go," Jasper shouted. Emmett walked out and we followed. Emmett had already hid his gun in his jacket and took off his balaclava and was standing next to Carlisle, who was standing against the car door casually with his glasses and holding Emmett's bag. Jasper and I took off out masks and hid the guns and walked away casually. We all got in the car and Carlisle sped off. Just behind us we heard the sirens. I smirked and relaxed back in my seat.

This was just too easy.

BPOV

I was flying back from New York. I got transferred to Seattle and was happy to work with Charlie. When I received the letter from Chief Peterson, noting that I was going back to Seattle to work with Charlie Swan, I went home and straight away packed my bags.

I had missed my dad so much and the surprise was he didn't know I was coming. I had especially called up and told Chief Sales of the Seattle Police Department not to tell Charlie that I was coming.

'All passengers, please return back to your seats as we will be landing shortly' the person announced. I buckled up and looked out the window. We were getting closer to the ground.

'BOOM' the plane landed.

What kind of landing is that? I rolled my eyes and looked out the window again.

'All passengers, as you exit the plane make sure you gather all of your belongings.'

No need to make sure. I was ready to get off this plane. Finally we started moving after 10 minutes.

I exited the plane and walked through the tunnel, went through the procedures and went to BAGGAGE CLAIM. I waited at least another 20 minutes for my bags.

I walked out through the doors of Sea-Tac Airport without any problems and hailed a cab. I directed the driver to Charlie's house and if it hasn't changed then the spare key was in the fake pot plant right near our door.

"Thanks," I told the driver, "and is it okay, if you can wait 10 minutes?" I asked and looking at the driver's face I had to add, "I'll pay extra." He looked satisfied and nodded. Damn cabbies I thought, anything for money. I got my bags and walked up our porch to our door. I found the key and laughed. Same old Charlie and unlocked the door. I pulled in my bags and rested it near the door. Got out my ID, gun, wallet and cell and walked out.

"Thanks," I repeated to the cabbie, as I got in.

"Where now?" he asked.

"Seattle Police Department." The driver turned to me with an alarmed look on his face. "Yes, I'm a cop and no I'm not going to report you or anything." The driver slightly relaxed and drove, obeying the speed limits. I snorted to myself quietly, as if he would obey the speed limits every time and relaxed.

15 minutes later I was looking for my dad. I wandered around for a little till I found him in his booth. I snuck up right behind him quietly and signaled the people around me to be quiet. I lifted my hands to cover Charlie's eyes.

"Bells!" my dad shouted. I laughed and so did the others and gave my dad a big hug. "What are you doing here?" he exclaimed.

"I got transferred to here." Charlie was beaming and hugged me again.

"Dad, calm down." And calm down he did.

"I'm just so happy to have you back."

"Me too dad. I missed you so much."

"Awe Bells," Charlie said and looked on the verge of tears.

"Charlie, chief wants to see you," someone said ruining our reunion.

"Thanks Mike." Mike looked at me, gave a once over and a wink, trying to be sexy. Na-uh buddy it aint working. I scrunched my brows and that was enough to blow his ego. He walked away with his tail between his legs.

"Come on Bells." I followed Charlie into the chief's office.

"You wanted to see me Chief," Charlie commented.

"I see Bella's back," Chief Sales said and gave me a wink and this time I didn't scrunch my brows.

"You knew sir?" Charlie asked, shocked.

"Of course and Bella especially requested from me not to tell you." Charlie looked at me with narrowed eyes, while I put on my innocent-and-know-nothing face. Charlie gave a small chuckle.

"A surprise it was."

"I'm sure. Now, there was a call from the Bank of Seattle. There has been a robbery by three men. None of the employees or customers saw their face."

"Did they look at the tapes?" Charlie asked.

"Yes they did. For a few seconds it worked but then it got shut down."

"How?" I asked.

"The person who robbed the bank, shot the cameras," Sales answered back flatly.

"Did they see who it was?"

"No."

"Damn it," Charlie cursed, looking from side to side and playing at the end of his moustache. That was Charlie's 'I'm-thinking-don't-interrupt-me face'.

"But I was thinking…" Sales started. Charlie and I looked at the chief expectantly.

"Could it be Edward?"

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